he should have said

he should have said (prequel)

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He should have said hi. Hi to the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He should have complimented her flowing oak brown hair, her curves that suited her to perfection, the simple way she held herself, relaxed but not bored, instead he shied away from his angel on earth. He was in love

It broke his heart to hear that this girl had found her 'the One' a boy with long, girl length, hair and gothic clothes and makeup. He should have said what he was feeling, that she wasn't destined for him, but me. Instead he congratulated them and imagined a different world where he was the one who got the girl, not the bad guy lusting over his best friends girl. they became friends, even as the couple got even closer. It killed him inside to see them openly holding hands or snuggling up to each other in their chosen corner. He became one of the group, alas one of the outliers and he strove to work his way into the heart of the group and into the heart of the blonde haired beauty.

The day that could have brought change came when He was at her house just chilling, him feeling out of place as it was him at her place and not the angels little demon, he had become really mean to him, though the golden girl had stayed close friends with him. She had decided to play music from her mums vinyl records, she absent mindedly picked one and placed it on the player. The opening bars played to the song "you're beautiful" by James Blunt, he heard the chorus of the song and took a good look at her, in her tight fitting farm style flannelette singlet and her snapback hat to compliment her rounded slightly freckled face. He should have said as much as he was thinking, instead he mumbled the words imagining he could scream those words to her. "I saw your face, in a crowded place, and I know it will never be, you and Me." he stuttered after the song finished, this song just gets me, it is exactly how I feel. Bewildered she asked him to repeat what he said. He should have said it again with all the love he felt. He should have asked her then and there for her to be his girl, his soul mate his one and only. It should have been him on the Hawaiian beach kneeling on one knee with a diamond ring in his hands. It should have been him standing at the altar staring into her deep blue eyes, saying those two words. I do. It should have been his mouth she kissed and his life she would forever be a part of.

Instead he said nothing and was the one at the back of the church, those many years later, watching his angel fly to where she could never be reached, the arms of her love.