Just Like the Fairytales

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Just Like the Fairy Tales

Just like any other girls, I've always dreamt of meeting and finding that one person whom I will fall in love with. Someone whom I would want to spend a lifetime with. Someone, whom I would call my prince.. I've always thought that I would also have a happy ending - just like Cinderella and Prince Charming, Ariel and Prince Eric, Beauty and the Beast, Fiona and Shrek... Like all those happy ending in the fairy tales. But then again, fairy tales in real life don't always have a happy ending.

I was still on my third year in high school when I became close to the person I least expected to be close with. Aside from the fact that he's such an arrogant git, he's also an attention-seeking jerk. It was really highly unlikely for me to be friends with someone like him. But, expect the unexpected. I became his only confidante - his best friend. Whenever he had problems, he would always approach me and seek for some advices. Whenever he needed help, he would always ask for my help. I was always there for him, even if it appeared like he just texted or called me whenever he needed something.

That's when I felt differently towards him. Everytime I see him, I would have butterflies in my stomach. Everytime I talk to him, I would always look at him intently and would think afterwards that he's the most handsome guy I've ever met and seen. But... I can't be in love, can I? He's my best friend. Yet I can't stop this unfamiliar yearning towards a guy I just knew.

It was one rainy August night when we had a little hearty chitchat. We talked about random things and when there was no more to talk to about, we just sat on a bench near us and watched the pouring of raindrops. The deafening silence between us made me uncomfortable. And then... he leaned on my shoulder. I was dumbfounded.. shocked.. flabbergasted.. whatever you call it! I was surprised by what he did but I just let him do so. That was an opportunity given to me so I grabbed it.

When it was time to go home, we shared an umbrella, and truth be told, it felt good. It was raining and walking with him while the clouds were crying made it really unforgettable for me. We stayed in silence but my instincts were telling me that something was bothering him. I didn't dare ask 'cause I didn't want to break the enchanting moment we have. Then I suddenly realized, I fell in love with my best friend. But the thing was, he's not in love with me. I knew right then and there that I had to be discreet. I don't want our friendship to be ruined by the unwelcoming fact that I love him. The more I think about it, the more difficult it was for me to control my feelings for him. And here's more, what's harder than being a "bridge" for your loved one and his, well, special someone? It just goes to show that it's useless to show how much I d*mn care for him when he's too busy getting someone else's attention. Being his best friend easily done, loving him - though discreetly - is effortless, but making him happy? I never thought that it could be this painful. Still, it didn't matter. So what if I appear like a dumb for sacrificing this much? So what if I appear like an overly martyr idiot for staying by his side? He's not only my love; he's my best friend as well. I've learnt to keep this all by myself. And I wasn't planning to mess up this relationship that we have.

Then again, everybody knows that secrets, no matter how hard we tried to hide them, would always be revealed in the end. I tried all my best so as not to make him know that I was in love with him. Unlucky me, he just seemed to know it all along. It was then that he started avoiding me. It hurt me like hell but who was I to complain? We didn't talk to each other for two and a half months and know what? It really sucked not talking to him. I couldn't restrain myself from thinking that we won't talk to each other ever again. It made me sad and it really was painful. I continued going on with my life as if nothing was happening. But really, my heart was battling with my mind and 'twas making me even more confused. Would I approach him and say sorry? Or would I just.. just let our friendship slip. Love, I learnt, doesn't always have happy endings. It's not always like fairy tales that end up with the overused line "happily ever after". Because love, I learnt, would always be a never-ending cycle of happy and sad, of pain and pleasure. And it would always be either hating or loving.

Then I was given a choice - whether to choose love over friendship or friendship over love. Of course, I chose friendship over love. I had to sacrifice love in order to save our friendship. I knew from the start that it would last longer... even forever. I'd just have to be satisfied with whatever connection we have as long as it stays.

Now, almost two years have passed. We've already graduated from high school, both of us still in the same school. He's currently seeing someone whereas I am still looking for that someone special. We remained good friends - something we are both thankful for. We had the time to think things over and luckily for us, we were able to fix the problems between us. Whenever our friends would have a get-together and the old issue was brought up, he would just joke about it and we would all just laugh.

He taught me a lot of things... ho to be a friend... how to love... and most importantly, how to move on when there's no more reason to hold on. I still feel like a princess, though my prince hasn't arrived yet. But I'm pretty sure he's on his way. And maybe, just maybe, we'd be having our happily ever after. Just like the fairy tales. ;)

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