A Story I Remember

I remember a time two years ago around this day. There were two people who were both at a crossroads in their lives. One had just ending a semi-relationship they had gotten into that they weren’t sure about, while another was just finding the heartbreak of the feeling that comes with almost starting one, but failing to do so for various reasons. Neither of these two were looking for anything in particular, but were just happy being alive and both were taking life a day at a time.
One day a bit earlier than this, a few weeks perhaps, those two got to talking a little bit. Very little at first, but the conversations grew longer and longer. The smiles became glances and the feelings of something different danced around. Neither knew what they wanted in life, but both felt something different, something positive, and something happy. From the day these conversations began, neither went a day without seeing the other, if even for a few hours from that day forward. Calls were made, messages sent, comments, texts, just a good ole friendly time. Then slowly confessions were made, faces turned red, but neither could believe how earnest it felt, nor how right it seemed to be.
On this day two years ago, one came to the other’s home and had lunch. Then the two went outside for to work on a school project together. A seemingly pointless and stupid assignment, but the other didn’t care, for they were spending time with the first, and the first was getting to see more of the second. Then a bit later in the afternoon they found themselves sitting on a couch just thinking. Time gave way to a kiss and from there it stood and became something real. From that moment on those two were inseparable. They shared adventures, good times, bad times, hard times, exciting times, conversations, fights, dances, glances, smiles, all the time just enjoying being one with the other. It’s a very typical story, it happens to everyone sometime.
At one point they parted because one was foolish and took the other for granted. Then after some thought and real searching fought their way back to the other and things were as they were again. They were closer than ever before and shared life together. One special day they even promised to share their lives together from here on out and it brought peace to their hearts. Then sorrow, then fear, then doubt, but ultimately peace again where it remained. Sometime later things changed while one was away and they didn’t share each day together. Then they changed and one day one told the other that it was done and it just wasn’t there anymore and that was it.
No more smiles. No more hugs. No more being there for one another. No more memories. Now only one looks back and remembers it all, while the other lives on seemingly pretending that it never happened, even though it did. Perhaps this story is more words than its worth. But to one, it is their story, and still is and forever will be.
Life goes on regrettably without you now and I suppose I’m the only one who wishes it different. People may scoff at it, but the heart remembers everything and I’ll love you always. Happy 2 diamond cheek. Happy 2.