Forever Mine

Forever and Always...

  •The first month, I saw your perfect, porcelain skin and emerald green eyes for the first time. You basked in the moonlight as the raindrops danced upon your face. As if you were the world and the raindrops were the people, they made a home. Your hair was soaked, but you somehow still looked beautiful. Your smile brightened up the dark and stormy night. I didn't even know your name, but I knew I was in love with you. You stole my heart the night we met.

•The second month, we were at the park. I bought you ice cream and wiped it on your button nose. You giggled as the cold treat slid down onto your chin. I closed my eyes and seen myself wiping your nose and gently placing my thumb under your bottom lip. I lifted your chin and placed a soft kiss on your crimson colored lips. You smiled into the kiss, and pulled me closer. At that moment, I forgot the entire world around us. It was just you and I...That all came crashing down when I opened my eyes,and saw myself walking back to you, handing you a napkin. There was no kiss. No moment. No anything. It wasn't you and I. It was you, cleaning off your nose while I sat and stared at your sparkling eyes.

•The third month, I hid behind the couch, along with your other close friends and family. You walked through the front door, with tears rolling down your face. You had it in your mind, that we forgot your birthday. You thought noone would care. As soon as you came in, we jumped up and yelled,"SURPRISE!" You started crying more, but this time not from sadness. I made you happy,and that feeling felt like flying. I knew that night that I wanted to feel that everyday. As everybody left, I held your hand. You layed your head on my shoulder, and I ran my thumb across your hand. You looked up at me and smiled. You were so beautiful. You looked so happy. I handed you my gift, cause I saved it for when we were alone. As you opened it, you cried. Cause what lied inside was a necklace, with two pieces of a heart with forever and always engraved on them. One for you, and one for me. You said you'd love it forever, and fell asleep on my shoulder. I loved you so much, and you didn't even notice.

•The fourth month, I met your dad. He wasn't at your birthday, so I never got to meet him. I shook his hand, and said,"Nice to meet you, Sir." And he patted me on the back. Apparently, you had been talking non-stop about me. A feeling of overwhelming warmth rushed over me. It felt like my heart stopped, but only for a moment. That feeling disappeared when I saw you with him. I was standing in the doorway, and there he was. You two were kissing. Is this just my imagination? Why is the love of my life with somebody different? Somebody who isn't me?  You look over, and see me standing there, with a rose in hand. Your face goes soft and you smile. I slowly walk out of the doorway, towards my car. You run after me, and ask me,"What's wrong?" I tell you to ask your boyfriend, and I threw the necklace on the ground. It shattered into pieces, just like my heart. "Some much for always." I drive away without another word.

•The fifth month, you call me, and you're crying. I can't understand a word. "I need you," is all I heard. I told you that I'd be here, even if you're not, forever and always. I pull up in the driveway, and my heart sank. I see the paramedics, taking out your dad, on a stretcher with a white sheet over his body. I only knew it was him, cause in the window, I see you and your mother, crying your hearts out. I don't think to knock, I just walk right in. I don't say a word, I just pull you closer to my skin. Your breathing slows, and you slowly calm down. I pull away, and look down down at your face. I see a girl, that still is my whole world. My only forever. Even if we're not together.

•The sixth month, I see you talking to him.  The love seemed to fade. All I see is hate. He looks okay, but your hearts about to break. I see a tear, as it rolls from your eyes. You've finally caught on to all of the lies. You start to walk away, and you see me and smile. I love how I can do that; I can always make you smile. You run into my arms, and you kiss my cheek. You tell me you love me, and beg me not to leave. I tell you never; I'm always here. I hold you in my arms, and I lead you home. I carry you to bed, and lay a kiss upon your head. I tell you goodnight, sweet dreams, and sleep tight. I walk out the door, and everything is okay. I think it might start going, the way that it should.

•The seventh month, I take you shopping. He's  been calling you non-stop, but you can't find it in your heart, to get a new number. You always tell me,"Love doesn't fade. It doesn't vanish. It can't just go away." As much as I want to, I can't understand. It's like you still want him. Why do you want him? He treated you like property. I am sitting here, begging you to let me give you my love, asking for nothing in return. But then I watch you run straight back to him. I-I don't... understand.

•The eighth month, you're too busy to talk to me anymore. If we talk, we exchange two or three words, and then he calls. It's like he knows when I'm thinking of you. You're my everything. I am so in love with you. I would give anything just to hold you in my arms, and not have to be afraid to kiss you. I've thought of our first kiss. How will it go? When will it happen? Will I ever be more than a "good guy friend?" God, I hope so.

•The ninth month, you're planning it. The wedding. You're picking out the flowers, you're buying your dress. You look so beautiful. I am so lucky to know you. Your mother cries when you tell her. She wishes your dad could be here to see it. But we all know he's watching over you. His baby girl, becoming a bride...

•The tenth month, you're crying. You don't think it will go well. I just keep repeating,"I love you now. I'll love you forever.....forever and always."

•The eleventh month, I see you, you're in your white dress. You raise your veil, and you smile. After your vows, the preacher asks you,"Do you take this man, to have and to hold, until death do you part...?" And you say...."I do." And he does too.

•The first year, I watch him hold you. You've started a family; you have a baby on the way. Meanwhile, I sit on the front porch, dreaming of what could've been. After I see your smile, I wouldn't change a thing. Because he makes you happy. And I want you happy, forever and always, even if you're not mine....
I will always love you....