Wednesday, October 04, 2006

His Side of the Story

This one goes hand in hand with my Day of Closure story. Granted their both a bit juvenile but I have my ryhme and reason for them.



A Day of Closure: His Side of the Story



He stared at the computer screen before him. This was the first chance in months he had had to check his email. He had been away for officers training and they hadn’t allowed them to check their email. Snail mail only. This hadn’t really bothered him until this moment. She had emailed him fifteen times in the past six months. This was unusual since they hadn’t spoken in over a year. But what made them even more unusual but completely wonderful is that she said she still loved him. Each one was filled with her undying proclamation of love and different memories that they shared.

He had been such a fool not to realize how much she still cared. Of course it had been four years since they’d broken up but he knew there had been something she was holding back in their conversation they had last year in August. Why had he acted like such a jerk? He replayed the conversation in his mind and felt a surge of stupidity hit him. He was trying to protect her then. She had just gotten married a few months before and he didn’t want to screw that up for her. He just wanted her to be happy. He had also done it out of spite for the same reason. He had been hurt and still was hurt that she had gotten married. He had thought even after they broke up that they were meant to be together. When she got married it made him think he had been foolish to believe that. He had felt that he was completely dispensable to her. But now he saw the truth right there before his eyes. He had so many emotions running through him all at once. Happiness, regret, exhilaration, fear. He smiled as his mind flew back in time.

It was a balmy spring evening and he was laying on the couch behind her holding her tight to him. They had just made love and he was enjoying feeling her skin pressed against his. He propped up on one elbow so he could see her face. She looked amazing there in the candle light. She opened her eyes and looked at him and smiled. That was the moment he knew without a doubt that he wanted to be with her for the rest of his life. He didn’t care that they’d only known each other for a month, he didn’t care that they were still in high school. She was the love of his life. Snuggling close behind her he whispered in her ear “Will you marry me?”

He replayed that scene in his head over and over again while re-reading every email she had sent him. He wasn’t foolish to think they had a connection back then. He wasn’t foolish to think they would spend the rest of their lives together. Her emails proved that she felt the same way. But now the situation was a bit bigger than it had been before. Before the only obstacle in their way were their parents. Now there was so much more, especially now that she has a husband. But he couldn’t let her get away this time. Click, click, click he started typing.

2 Comments:

At 12:22 PM , Blogger Faris said...

Nice story. I know how the man is feeling. You don't realise what you've lost until you've really lost it. Sucks, if you're not mature enough at first.

But I'm starting to feel sorry for the hubby also. hhmmm...should they get together?

 
At 8:46 PM , Blogger Rocky Mountain Princess said...

Suvvy:

Why do I think that this is your story? Fictional characters, non-fictional memories, and terrifyingly real emotions.

I don't know - I just feel you in this.

 

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