Dearly Beloved

->Three

Patience.

That's what I've been having for the past two years.

I don't know why.

For some reason I feel like someday someone will love me as much as I love you, but if you're teaching me patience, I'm willing to wait this one out.

Just for you, Dearly Beloved.

Just for you.

Oh my dear, I saw you yesterday.

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My mom decided it would be a good idea to have the whole family go to the amusement park. I thought it would be nice as well. We all abided to it.

Then it was a bad idea.

As we were going in through the gates we were so fulfilled with cheer. I'd finally be able to spend time with my family.

More details were involved but let me get to the point.

I was getting off the so called '360', a ride that made me feel ill. My stomach turned and twisted and getting off I saw you and her as I walked. You were smiling and she was staring up at you with a pleased smile plastered on her own face. Your hands around her tiny waist and you bent your head down a little, and what I couldn't stop happened. You kissed her lips. Hence tears started filling my eyes and the knots in my stomach began to react.

Finding the closest garbage can I ran. With my bad mood and terrible sights went the waste I held in for so long after that ride. Mom blamed the incident on the ride. I blamed it on the sight.

Although it was the sight for sure, but I hated that ride since.

I had been hiding my feelings for over three years and suddenly I saw them flow from me within seconds.

All day the sight of you and her, kept flashing in my mind.

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I tried to ignore you as much as I possibly could, but it was almost impossible.

I listened to music.
You were there.
I started writing.
And my writing consisted of thoughts of you and me and 'us.'
I did all I could to keep you off my mind, but you were still there.

And although I wasn't able to keep that memory out of my mind you were still there.

So where does that leave me?

It leaves me with a feeling of impotence.
A feeling of sorrow.
And I wondered if that was how people who lost a loved one felt.
I wasn't very sure but you still invaded.

And there was really nothing I could do about it.

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