Amico
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As the sun rays kissed his face, his brown hair turned golden. His soft lips curved into a smile. " Ellie, remember the first time we met? The way you remained dumbstruck when I asked your name? " Of course I did. How can I forget that day? "Yes, I do." " Isn't it amazing how since that day we have been inseparable? I love you. " My heart stopped for a moment. He loved me. Yes, he did! Stop! Stop right there stupid heart. He loves me just as a friend. Nothing more. But... how can it stop? He is just so mesmerizing. How can anyone not love him? He is so funny. So kind. So pure. My mind races back to that day when we first met, 8 years back. We were seven then. His family had just moved to our colony from Delhi. I was riding my bike peacefully, without any idea that any minute now, my life would change forever. "Booh!" Startled I lost my balance and fell. He stretched his hand out to me, and smiled. Oh! That smile. My heart stopped beating for a moment there. "Hey! Sorry for that. Didn't mean to hurt you. I am Jonathan. You can call me Jo. What's your name?" Like he said I sat there on the grass, dumbstruck. "Hello there? You still there? I asked what's your name?" "Sorry. I am Elizabeth." "Wow! Pretty name. Can I call you Ellie?" "Sure." "Friends?" "Friends" "Hello there? Ellie are you still there?" Rushing back to the present, my mind registers what he is saying. "Yeah. I'm there." "Where do you keep getting lost?" In you. My heart wanted to say. My mind told me to shut up. He went back to staring at the sky above us. The bright sun couldn't match the brightness in his eyes. The setting was so serene. Him beside me, under a tree. The sky with its warm sunlught and cool breeze above us. There were so many beautiful things to look at. But all I could see was him. And his smile. I closed my eyes and a tear rolled down my cheek and fell on the soft grass. Couldn't he understand that he was the picture I wanted to paint all my life?
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"I write best when I'm falling in love, or falling apart." He muttered to himself, his gaze was on the guitar he had gently settled into his lap as he traced over the initials 'BJ' on it with his index finger. "Which one is it right now?" I asked nervously. He looked up at me with his green eyes only for a split second, soon looking back down. Like he feared I would see the pain painted behind his jade green orbs. But if he already knew I had already saw it. "Both." He said, finally looking up at me. That's when I noticed the pool of tears for everything that he had left unspoken, with one blink they would be running down his cheeks. And I hope he didn't let them, because I couldn't see him cry. "I love you, and it's killing me." I bit my lip painfully trying to stop myself from crying. He was the right one, my heart told me when my eyes first landed on him. But he wasn't mine, and that tore me up. Because I craved him to be. I sighed, "you're breaking my heart billie." I whispered, watching the tears roll down his dull face. "I love you. And loving you feels like some sort of self destruction when I'm not suppose to but my god armstrong I love you." I sobbed. It seems to be that love could be labelled poison and we would drink it anyways. I looked at him, the sadness in his eyes felt like it was tearing me up from the inside starting with the heart. But I felt guilty to look away. "But you know we shouldn't." I said Painfully, he nodded biting his lip. "We should only be friends." "But friends don't look at each other the way we do." And I needed him, he was my life line. And he told me he needed me, he said I was his sanity. But although it felt we lived worlds against each other, one thing we both knew was. 'I'm fine.' Sounds the same. Even when it's not true ----------------- She loved him more than he would ever know. And he loved her more than he would ever show. What a tragedy. (Little spoiler, but it does end happily I promise.)

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