Sunday, January 24, 2010

(Short story) My first and only love.

       When I was little, my grandmother used to tell me lots of stories. The one I liked the most was how she fell in love with my grandfather. People used to do things differently in those days.
My grandfather even had to go to her parent's house and ask for her hand in marriage.
Grandma told me something one day I took very serious. She said, " Nerea, people only get one chance in love. Everyone has that one person God makes specially for them. The rest are only partners people settle for."
That comment stuck on me like a flea on a dog. I thought everyday about this wonderful man that God made for me. I knew exactly how he will be. A well adjusted individual with great looks and good manners who lived in a castle with his parents; the King and Queen of Spain.
Yes, I wanted a prince just like the ones I saw in Disney movies.
I fell in love at the age of fifteen. His name is to painful for me to mention. He was no prince. In fact, he was a thief who stole my heart. I met him at a birthday party. He was the typical popular boy in school and I was nothing but a shadow. When I saw him for the first time, I felt those butterflies grandma warned me about.
I had no intentions to dance or any clue on how to be cool. I never read that manual. Never thought I cared enough. So I went outside for some fresh scape of the torture that was building in my teenage mind. I felt someone touched my shoulder. I turned round and it was him. He asked for my name and my confusion reflected in his eyes. I couldn't believe he was talking to me. After that moment, our time together felt like light years. We became inseparable after that day.
I'll never forget that one night; we where sitting on the sand at the beach. Silence took over our evening but it was perfect because there were no words that could describe the intensity I was feeling.
Looking at the dark blue sky decorated with stars, he pointed at the most bright one as he told me that was his favorite one. He asked me which one was mine. I didn't have one at that time, but I chose a very tiny one next to his because that's where I always wanted to be.
He told me that night he will love me forever.

I look up the at the sky from time to time and eagerly search for those two stars that unlike us, are still shining together.

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