I'm Love with My Ex, Who Happens to be a Ghost

Lets Start from the Beginning...

I'm sure we can all think of something that we missed out on, never got the chance to do. Like, never asking that guy out because you were too shy, or never actually saying hi to the guy you were totally crushing on. It could be anything, really. We take our lives for granted, you only get one shot, there are NO re-dos. The next time you try to talk yourself out of something, think it over again. It could be a life changing experience, you never really know, until you actually do it. Live, don't think about it, just do it.

Past:

        He was great, wonderful, spectacular. He was my boyfriend, my best friend, my lover. There were endless possibilites to how many words could describe him. His name was Alex, and I was madly in love with him. Did he know that? I couldn't tell him. Not now, not ever. I was scared. I remember back in my highschool days, I had found the courage to tell a guy I liked him, it turned out being the worst experience of my life. Ever since, I've kept my feelings to myself, afraid of the rejection, afraid of the pain that may come afterwards. As someone once said, there's an end to everything. Eventually, I would fall out of love with this guy, but...I hadn't quite thought of that as true. I could never get tired of Alex. He could potentially be my soulmate...but I'll never know if I never tell him how I feel. 

        My phone buzzed in my hand, a quick smile appeared on my face, another sweet message from Alex. They were endless, out of the blue he would send them, it made me fall in love with him all over again.

        "Nice smile you've got there gorgeous." Alex said, I smiled in his direction. He always knew the right things to do, to say.

        "Thanks, I'm not sure who could be the cause of it though. I have a stalker sending me text messages, I think I might like him. He sure does have a way with words," Looking at Alex, I chuckle.

        "I can't have another man stealing my girl away. That's just not right tell him I want a word with him," Alex responds.

        "Oh Alex, you aren't...jealous are you?" I stand up and walk close to him, and give him a firm hug.

        "Jealous? Me? No! Never. I'd never let another man take you away from me. I would always fight for you. No matter what happend." Alex said, looking deeply into my eyes, it is something Alex would say. He would never give up on me, no matter how horrible a situation may have seemed.

        "You're so sappy. That's what I like about you." I give him a quick peck on the lips, I take a quick glance at the clock and notice the time. "It's like 12:00 AM! It's best we say our goodnights."

        "Time sure does fly when I'm with you." He grabs his black button up jacket, and puts it on all nice and neat, and rumbles around in his pocket before pulling out his jangly keys. "Alright, well I guess I'll be on my way out. Goodnight Eve." Before leaving he gives me a goodnight kiss.

        Just was I was getting ready to change into my pajamas, I heard a loud crashing sound. Walking over to my window to pinpoint what exactly the noise was. I see a silver Ford truck with a big dent and a man in a black jacket laying on the road, in a uncomfortable position. It took my brain a few seconds to realize who it had been. But no...it couldn't have been. I run outside, and when I'm close I hear a mixture of coughing and spurting.

        "ALEX!" By now, tears are running down my face. My heart is beating, a million miles a second. I want him to be okay. I kneel down next to him, and scoop his head in my arms, positioning it on my lap. 

        "Eve.." Is all he can manage to say. He looks up at me, with his soft brown eyes. Blood covers the right side of his face. Blood was everywhere. But I didn't focus on that, I focused on him. I rocked back and forth slowly, trying to calm him. I could hear sirens in the distance, the ambulance must have been on the way.

        "Alex..I have something that I need to tell you." The pit feeling in my stomach had gone, I knew that I had to tell him, or I'd never get the chance to, there was no holding this back. It was now or never. He looked at me, paying attention. "I love you. I've always loved you. From the first time I met you, I knew that you were going to be my soulmate. I knew that I would never love anyone as much as I love you. You will always have your own special place in my heart. Always." I stroked his blonde hair, that had been matted with blood. I couldn't help but cry. 

        He started choking, trying to say something. I watched his lips quiver, trying to muster up something, anything. And it finally came out. "I love you too." 

     The ambulance had arrived, I looked up, "Alex, look! The ambulance is here, you're going to be fine!" Looking back down, I notice that the life had left him. He was gone. I held his lifeless body in my arms, as I cried. How does something this horrible happen to a human being who had a future, who had love to give, who had peoples lives to change. But that wasn't going to happen, he wouldn't be able to do any of that. This was the end for him.

     They had to do everything they could to make me let go of Alexs' body. But I just couldn't. I got my goodbye, but was it really a "good" bye?