Read without ads and support Scribd by becoming a Scribd Premium Reader.
See Premium Plans
 
Send My Love to Heaven
What can I say about a girl I loved since I was ten…that I love the wayshe laughs at me when I commit mistakes, the way she fusses over sillythings and even the way she cries over some sad silly late night show?Somehow, I wished I could have told her that I love her but now there’sno hope in doing so. For now, it’s rather too late-too late for me todo so. She was my best friend and I have known her since we were small.She knew all my secrets, which reveals my feelings for her, that Ilover her not only because she’s pretty and smart but also the way shelaughs at everything and the way she sees life and love. I could stillremember the first time we met; I was five years old then. It was onewindy afternoon having no one to play wit except for my best friend,Troy. He and his family just moved out to transfer at a neighboringstate because his father got promoted. And so I climbed up our treehouse, I saw a moving truck coming down the street. I watched itapproaching and noticed a family station wagon following it. It stoppedin front of the house and out came a family. I was about to glance awaywhen out came the loveliest girl I’ve seen, she was four years old thattime but then even at an early age she was a beauty. She had long curlyhair, which reached almost to her waist. She had fair complexion andeyes which could make a man lose his heart into them. I continued towatch her when suddenly she looked up and saw me watching them in thetree house window. I was about to duck when she smiled and waved herhand. I waved back then watched in amazement as I saw her runningtowards the tree house. So I went to the edge of the ladder and said,“Would you like to come up?” she answered, “May I?” So I help her climbup and when she reached the top she then turned to me and said, “By theway, my name’s Sam, what’s yours?” I answered, “My name is Christopherbut then you can call me Chris.” She smiled and said, “Well I like yourname. Hey your tree house’s neat!” then I replied, “Thanks! Troy and Imade this. This used to be our hide out. We used to goof around, playball and go biking together. He was my best friend and I kind of misshim you know.” She smiled and said “I’m here now, we could do thingsyou do with troy and I could be your new best friend too. I never had aboy for a friend before so it could be exciting to have one. I couldlearn how to play ball and I have my bicycle so we could go bikingtogether. Now how does that sound to you?” I smiled and said, “Well
 
that sounds good enough.” Then she held her hand and said, “It’s a dealthen!” so that’s how it started. So we became best friends and it waskind of strange at first for she was a girl and there are things whichI was little bit hesitant to indulge her like catching frogs, swimmingin the lake and climbing trees, but then she tried and did everythingjust to please me. There was even a time when she fell off the biketrying to catch up with me in a race we had and I was the one whobandaged her scraped knee. I could still remember the time when she hitthe window of our neighbor when we were playing baseball and it was Iwho talked to Mr. Chambers and promised to pay for the damage, whichmeant having to lose a week’s allowance. I remembered the time when Ifell off the tree when I tried to rescue a little kitten because Samwas near to tears when she saw the helpless kitten trapped in a branch.I even fought with the tough guy when they teased Sam and made her cryand I ended up having a black eye and a bruised cheek. I remember Samcrying as she placed an ice bag over the damaged eye and later gave ita get-well kiss. I did everything to please her and gave everything herlittle heart desires. The lake was our favorite hang out we had ourSaturday swim routine. We would pack food and later eat them under thebig oak tree. There was a special branch in which the two of us couldsit together and tell each other’s dreams. She dreams of being aBallerina and she knows my dream of becoming a doctor. She never laughsat my dreams and pursuits even if they were quite impossible. It mademe like her even more. As years went by, I noticed that my feelingstowards her were slowly changing. Somehow, I thought it was just asimple crush case. But when I started thinking about her at night,dreaming of her and having a feeling of wanting to be with her all thetime, I thought it was something different, something that made me feelstrange, but then it was exhilarating feeling. It made me feel soalive. Whenever our hands touch, I could feel the tingling sensation inmy spine. Once > when we were at the lake having our Saturday swimroutine and as I carried her towards the water edge, I had the feelingof not wanting to let go. I just wanted that moment to continue hopingit would never end. I then realized I was slowly falling in love withmy best friend. Many times I tried to deny the feeling for I was scaredto imagine what would happen if ever I’d try to tell her how I feelabout her. I was scared because she might think that I’m takingadvantage of her and our friendship. I was afraid of losing her so I
 
just kept my feeling hidden. We reached the age of fifteen and Inoticed that Sam grew lovelier each day. How my heart aches wherever Isee boys glance her way. I want to punch their noses as I watch themtalking to her giving compliments, flowers and chocolates. There weretimes when I watch her at a distance mixed feelings of anger and hurtbecause it hurts so much to know that there were so many things Iwanted to tell her but then I could not do so. There were so manypresents which I long to give her but then I could not for she mightsee me only as a friend. I was also scared of letting her know how Ifeel about her as much as losing her. Then one day, I just learned froma friend that she already had a boyfriend. At first, I tried toconvince myself that it was just a rumor. Her boyfriend was Mark, apopular senior, who was the heartthrob of the campus. She, being thecheerleader was close to the basketball team which Mark was thecaptain. When I saw them walking together at the parking lot thatafternoon, I watched her with my heat slowly breaking into pieces. Isaw her wave at me but I just pretended not to see her for I was scaredthat she might see in my eyes the pain I’m feeling inside because ofseeing her with another guy. Those days that followed where the saddestdays of my life. How my heart aches when I see her walk by me with himat her side. Every time we meet in hallways and I see him around her,there’s a feeling inside me that makes me want to grab her away fromhim. How it hurts to see the girl I long possess was now owned bysomebody else. That special smile I long for her to cast on me was nowcast on me was now casted on him as she passes by me she doesn’t knowthat I whisper the words “God how I love you.” Then one faithful daythey broke up. She came to me that evening crying on my shoulder. Theyhad a big fight and it ended up to their break up. Mixed feelings werescaring me inside. I was happy because she was free and maybe I wouldhave the chance of telling her> my true feeling for her but then I wasfeeling so bad because she is crying her heart out just for him. Atthat time, I was not quite sure of what I wanted to do. So we foundourselves doing what we did in old days with our Saturday swim routine,spending time in our tree house. We still enjoyed doing childish pranksfor we still are both young at heart. So many chances I had for me toconfess my feelings for her but still I couldn’t bring myself to herfor I was scared of losing her once more. I once lost her, now I couldnot bear of losing her again by telling her I love her. So I just kept
Search
Search History:
Searching...
Result 00 of 00
00 results for result for
  • p.
    • Notes
    Load more