The Most Epic Love Story Ever. (Part 2)

The best advice,

I have ever received

About relationships,

Was given to me

By a beautiful woman,

With a heart full of love

And head

Filled to the brim

With tough logic

And common sense;

My Nan.

One day,

She turned to me,

With glowing eyes,

Brighter than any star

I had ever seen,

And she said:

“Fall in love with your best friend.”

I looked at her puzzled

And asked why.

She laughed to herself,

As if the answer

Was obvious

And to her,

It was.

She said:

“Fall in love with your best friend.

He may not be

The most rebellious boy,

You will ever meet,

But he will hold you,

When the world around you

Comes crumbling down

And the only remains

Of the wreckage

Are the two of you.

He will make you laugh

At all the wrong times,

Even during your

Great Aunt Louise’s funeral

And everyone will turn to stare,

But that will be okay.

He will untangle your thoughts,

Like the old headphones,

You left in the back pocket

Of your jeans.

He will call you silly names,

Like “princess” or “my love”

And your cheeks will

Blush to a soft pink,

Every time.

He will learn how to play

The guitar

And try to serenade you

On your 6 month anniversary,

It might sound awful,

Like fingernails down a chalkboard

Or the screeching noise

Made by seagulls

At the beach,

But you will sit there

And smile at him,

You won’t be able to stop smiling,

And you’ll act like

He was Sam Smith at the

2015 Grammy Awards.

He will be there

Through your ups and downs

And he’ll support you,

In his own way.

He will know you inside out

And outside in,

You’ll hate it at first

Because it will be really difficult

To hide

Or to protect yourself from falling,

But he will catch you,

Every time.

Fall in love with your best friend,

My dear.

I promise you,

That you will not regret it”

2 years ago,

I fell in love with my best friend.

And my Nan’s words echoed

Through my mind,

Every time

She called me “Princess”,

Every time

She picked up my guitar,

Every time

She wrapped her

Strong arms around my waist,

I would realize

I had completely and utterly

Fallen for my best friend.

Our love story was epic.

It was the kind of tale

You would read in a

Nicholas Sparks’ novel

Or watch in a cheesy movie.

Being with her,

Was the most natural thing

I’ve ever experienced.

Since then,

We have never been the same.

Our awkward encounters

Are filled with

Empty promises,

Old memories

And untouched lips.

I saw her today.

She was half asleep,

Cuddling the bear I gave her

2 years ago

And wrapped in her

Sun and moon doona cover.

I removed my shoes

And placed my jacket on her floor,

As I crawled into bed with her,

Wrapping my arms around her tight.

Her warm body

Pressed against mine

And cuddled into me,

Reminding me of the first night

I had the pleasure of

Holding her.

Being with her,

Made me realize

How much I had missed her

And I had the bitter realization

That she was no longer mine.

I basically confessed my love

For her again,

This morning

And regretted the words

As soon as

They flew out of my mouth.

The first hour,

She looked at me with

The constellation of stars

I had been desperate

To explore that first night.

I kissed

Her forehead

Her eyelids

Her cheeks

Her chin

And then her nose,

Like I always used to do

Before she went to sleep.

Except this time,

I didn’t kiss her lips.

She said

“Something’s missing”

She pulled me close

And put my hand over her mouth.

She pressed her soft lips

To my hands

And I leant in to kiss her back.

The distance

That my hand put between us,

Felt like

More than a couple of centimeters.

She was a whole world away.

The second hour,

She messaged her new girl.

They talked about

The things that they would do

If they were together

At the moment,

She begged her new flame to call

As soon as I left,

I remember being that girl.

She allowed me to kiss her neck

But she asked me what I was doing.

I told her that

My lips could not press themselves to hers

And I needed her touch.

She looked at me

With eyes full of disgrace.

I knew that every time

I made her feel something,

She would push me away.

She would not allow me

To pierce through her new life.

2 years ago,

I fell in love with my best friend

And it was everything

My Nan had told me

And possibly even more.

But what she neglected to warn me,

Was that with falling for your best friend,

Also means the possibility

Of losing them.

Our love story was

The most epic

Of all tales.

And the last line would always be: “ They loved each other very much,

Although they would never admit it.

They still looked at each other with

Eyes full of stars

And minds filled with memories.

They would always have

Halloween, October 12th and

The nostalgia in between.

They still loved each other,

With every fibre of their beings,

But they would forever be

The one’s that got away”