I still remember his brown eyes. I still remember how those eyes stared into mine, and how his eyelashes curled over them, protecting their beauty from the bland and somewhat insipid sights of his surroundings. I had never imagined in my wildest dreams that our paths would meet, but it seemed that destiny had brought us to the same place. For a while, I was on his mind, he knew I existed. We talked, we laughed, we embraced. If I could have chosen a moment that could have lasted a lifetime, it would have been this.
Then, he kissed me on the cheek, embraced me one last time, and whispered into my ear. I watched as he walked away, gazing back at me only once.
There isn't a day that goes by where I do not think about him, yet I wonder if he even remembers by name? He is beyond my reach -why is there a part of me saying that we will meet again? Its simple; I love him, he doesn't love me back. I believe they call it unrequited love.
People say if you love someone, you should let them go...
It's funny, really, how people enter our lives so quickly and they slowly begin to slip through your fingertips.
I say, if you love someone, you don't let them go; you grab their hand and enjoy the rollercoaster of life together.
Z.J.M <3
How did you like this story?
Your feedback helps NEmer understand what's working
@NEmer
17, Female. English Language student. Aspiring journalist :) Hope you enjoy my original pieces!
Want to join the conversation? Sign in to leave a comment.