The beginning of a novel, the end of a dream...

Lips of an angel
The story is about a boy and a girl. The boy, one who wanted life just to go like everyone else’s, the girl was the same. They were the best match, no one could say otherwise. But like they say, one could never be with the one person they truly love…..
He never really had what he called his ideal life. By the age of 17 he just about experienced life in the lowest point possible, yet again and again he pushed on, never giving up, with the hope that there was a good time, something wonderful coming his way.
He was tall, not the best looking of the lot, people said he had good character, and sometimes they just enjoyed the company. He was the most sociable of the lot, he just started his first year in the local polytechnic/ college, pursuing his diploma in a course he wasn’t even qualified for, but yes, it was a good one, one a lot of people had a tough time getting into.
There came a point in his life when he had to give up, everything. It was for the better, he was a monster, a sinner and a “boy”, suffering made him the man who stood before her today.
He wasn’t really interested in love before, he had the responsibilities that a normal 17 year old would die handling. But in his heart he desires, for someone to love, to hold. A person to say “I Love You”, when he was alone, something a family could not give, because it was a special love, a love for someone apart from family. He wanted her to make him feel as if someone else at that very moment was thinking about him.
He had many friends; one which he really was the closest too was his long time and best friend, Ruben. They were what we could call, the inseparable duo. No matter what the situation was they were side by side, all the way. Through hard times he was always there for him, and now, one thing stood between them, a girl. Now he was alone, and he felt it.
She cried, he couldn’t do nothing, would anyone understand the pain he went through, seeing the person he cared for, the person he loved cry, on his shoulder. The truth was they weren’t that much different. In fact, they both led lives alike, but only they knew how it felt, the joy they had from making others happy, the smile on the faces of friends and family gave them some joy, it was better than nothing.
All he knew at that moment, he loved her so much. Did she see it? He cried inside so hard, he heard her heart, beat in his ears and he shared the tears of her eyes, as if it were his, the feeling he could not explain, never would he be able to do that.
What happened after he cried and he prayed, and he still didn’t know what was wrong. He felt her pain, because it was his pains, the tears made his heart feel, once again, something he had promised never to do, disappointment after disappointment, one Love he searched his world for but could not find, was know on his shoulders, crying. Tears on his fingers, he kissed them, and he could taste, feel, the pain. The pain, which he did not know what off, but was something, he had before. For once he knew, in his heart how I felt to be in Love, he didn’t let her go, in fact, his love for her only grew, and it only hurt him more, to think about pushing her away.
Was there any word to describe the feeling of love, never, not ever? It was a word that was never explained, because of its complexity. And now, for once in his life, he had the answer, on his shoulder.
She had a secret, something that he had sensed from the beginning, something he thought he could handle, but when he looked into, her beautiful brown eyes, all he saw was pain, something he had already gone through, something he couldn’t bear to see her take. It hurt her inside, so bad,
He wrote her a letter, trying, to somehow, do something, just to let her know how much, how deeply in love he really was with her.
Sorry sweetheart, I care about you so much that I couldn’t keep you up so long. I really wanted to know something, if u didn’t meet him would u have been with me? Right now, the major pain I’m feeling is why I didn’t find you sooner. I want you to know that I love you, and even if you wouldn’t have, I would have really got to you no matter what it took.
Just wanted u should know that, sometimes I wish, something magical would happen, like a fairy tale, where I could just sweep you of your feet and take you in my arms far away. And I guess I still have the hope that one day, I might be with you, no matter what you say to the girl you want to be with, you love her, and you would do anything to get her, even take all the pain.
She made it so hard to be faithful, to his promise, to be friends. That was something they both wanted because it wasn’t easy to let go, to let go of what they both could have had. What happened after, he wanted to control, but could he?
The dilemma; he found the girl of his dreams, the one he wanted to be with. He loves her, and he knows even though she denies it, she does too. They were separated by one person, something he now blamed himself for.
Questions ran through his head, why won’t she just come to me now? Why didn’t I find her sooner, but he didn’t want her to leave her boyfriend, because he knew that he got to her first, and he cared about her. What was he, what could he ever be to her.
That was why that night, he looked up at the stars and he wondered, he wondered until he finally saw…. What he saw, we shall not say, not for now at least….
