Forking Paths Crush2

So this is the story of becoming me, the hard way. This is not a love story. This is a story about love, a story about friendship. This is the story of having fun without permission. This is the story of my lightning. This is the story of my favourite girl. This is the story of the super-girl with words. This is about me and my friend ****** ******

In the beginning of the story, I was 18 and she was a year younger than me. She is a year younger than me even now, in between the story. We were just playing, fighting; all day, everyday. I told her not to fall in love with me, maybe I was telling myself. Let me tell you something about her here. She's the kind of girl that you want to be your life long friend. Still you don't regret that she is not your life partner. I am clueless on this. See the truth is the best part of me have been dreaming of her everyday since a long time and I don't know why.

I really never want to marry her. Still I hope she feel me when she wish to get married. I don't know if it is a challenge, a dare to wait for her. But she never told me to wait. We were secret friends. She could read my mine and I could read her too. We were entangled hearts. We knew each other somehow. She was weird and annoying. No, this is a compliment. I always wanted to be someone's first choice. But she was my first choice. We don’t fall for someone else when we like someone truly and I don’t think I will find a better friend.

Also I am not the sort of introverted person, I like hanging out with friends and family and have fun and have silly fights. But I no longer like the things I use to like. I don't make new friends now. I stay alone. I don't want to hurt anyone now. She has literally made me much more humble and I review my actions and words now. She made me a better me.

I would do anything for a second chance with my first choice. If she be my friend again, I would know she loves me because she has seen me in my worst and that's too worst, I should not be forgiven. I knew that she had a boyfriend when we were having fun together. And I wanted to murder someone, literally for the first time, and I now know why. We're just friends and none of us was lying in the whatsapp group chat then. So, the game was on. I waited for her messages and to counter comments. I didn't knew then that we were sketching the best moments of the best memories. She didn't stop being romantic.

I wish no other guy sees what I found in her for then the whole world will fall for her and I will have a tough battle. She had a big red monkey face. This is for you not to fall in love with her. Whenever I smile I now smile the way she does. Yes, in every smiling moment of my life, she is with me. No one has ever talked to me in the way she did. She had words, I mean it. Those were words with flawless feelings. Flawless feelings of childhood friendship. We were friends just because of our same school and there can be no pure reason to be friends.

I remember I was once punished to seat with girls and I had to seat with her. She was so angry, she kicked me and I kicked her too and she got hurt in her little legs, dust in her white socks. Then silent. Actually not silent whispering curses, with watery eyes.

Today since morning I have been missing her a lot So thought of scripting here in mail, I don't have any friends like her to share with. Just sharing with myself and you. Don’t imagine I had tears, I was okay. And then I remembered I was simply sad, I just have to wait, we are going to be best friends again. It takes 7 years for every cell to replace in our body, and yes, after 6 more years I will not be the one who hurt her that bad.

Smiles are just smiles until you see her smiling. If such feelings come back to you, please come back to me, they had never gone away or you would have forgotten me. How can someone be so truly perfect. I need you to hold me when I struggle and fall apart. I need you. I feel it is better to let you go forever on one hand, but on the right hand side I feel no one other than you can make me smile the way you did. And I am so confused. But I know we will definitely be friends again and you are gonna forgive me at a cost from your heart. How can I appreciate someone's presence and absence so much. I can't find any logical way of dreaming of you, I keep trying to let you go. But maybe we're meant to be what we are.

People make mistakes, sometimes too big, sometimes your friends as well. Even the friends who care. Somehow this silence, this pain seems to make us fall for each other more. Somehow missing your words is connecting us more than the words we have shared. I wish you will talk back to me with the same feelings. It will be hard, but I am waiting. Or tell me how do I forget those days, your angry attitude. I know I have common thoughts and everyone you talk to may fall in love with you, but I am waiting. You mean a lot to me. Okay, this seems to get dramatic and I should not write to you when I am emotional, so bye.

Will be waiting forever. So life happened that day, that is what happens every day. I feel I can say anything to you for we are friends and friends share with friends. This is a story of love, a story of two birds, a story of friends. This is close to a love story. But this is not romantic love. This is the love in families. And we don't even talk now. I don't even know where and how she is. Even when I am in the best moments of my life I feel miserable for I can't share it with her.

I don't remember the day I saw her. But I know I must have been looking for her and so we happened to be studying in the same school. I even searched for her in my dreams as I wanted to show her an elephant visiting our house. And in the dream I went on to search for her in every corner of our house. Once when food stuck in my throat while having lunch I thought you were the one giving me the water bottle. We even travel together in the same bus in my dreams, but you seat not with me and I don't see your face. So what you say will she ever be stupid enough to fall in love with me. The day we meet again in reality what you think will she call me by my name. Will I buy her some chocolates. Will I buy her chocolates or she will buy for me. The distance and the way we have no contact is scaring me but I am sure I just have to wait few more moments.

Prepare myself for fulfilling her every dream in this break. So when I will see her again I won't think of anything I will just go and grab her and punch her for not talking to me for so long. I will just reach out for her and never let her go away forever. Probably, she will punch me first. This is important, no one becomes a true friend until he has got hurt really deep and as we will understand that we are gonna live by one another and then die by one another. And if she likes someone else, I will still like her, for this is not a love story. Maybe my heart will beat enough to match the frequencies for us to be alone together. Don't let me love her less. In this story I feel love is too little a word for our feelings, we be better called best friends forever, these words with their meanings.

So don't confuse that I just wish to marry her and live together. I want us to stay together forever as the best friends fighting and playing together, forever. Maybe this is enough for you to know her. I tell you her name, but wait, I have to tell her first, don't you think telling someone else first other than her would be a bad idea. She deserves to know and feel all this first. So did you know how it is to be like to be someone's best friend.

You must have seen in the films, she would take off her ear-ring and then slowly approach towards you and then you would realize that she was beautiful all alone. This is what happened to me, I guess. But in the form of her words, her thoughts, her flawless feelings of friendship. Time didn't stop then though, I just couldn't feel at that moment. And now it's moving extra slow for I don't have a friend to share things with and fight with and be a child back again, back to school again. Ask me if Iove her. I dunno. This is complicated. She is just the best person you will ever meet and she don't even have to try, she is. I hope you are feeling the words. So I am adding the full-stop here, okay. It is never too late so soon I hope. And in the cosmic scale, we must be together in every parallel universe. I think I love missing her, you can't love someone the way you can miss someone, so some more time, let me miss her, and then we be together, friends again. Isn't this the story of love, the story of becoming birds the hard way. All lovers must have said this that they have loved the other more than anyone else can and have. But I really mean this that this line is truly mine. I can say that line thousand times with absolute honestly and truth.

If she was an ordinary bird, love would not have last this long. If you want to know where she is just look deep into my eyes. You can see her smiling and sitting there and looking so pretty, so so beautiful and full of beauty.

For you this maybe an exaggeration but some people are an infinite times more beautiful when seen through some special lens in the mind. You would know this when you get to spend time with her. Talk with her. Live with her. And I can't even complain about her to anyone for everyone loves her a lot. Come with me one day I will let you see her how cute and angry she can be. But she told me that she loves the rain, but had an umbrella. This is my only fear. Okay, enough, right? Okay, whatever happens tomorrow, I have those few days with her. She is just awesome, miraculous. She is my best friend. She is not my love. And I am in both part of her. Okay, I have spoken more to you today, than I have to anyone all along the year. Just imagine how she can be so so… okay, bye bye byebyebye. No one can describe her in one writing. Take this in the most innocent sense of the words and don’t confuse this with romantic love. I appreciate your time. Letting you know my heart, take care of it. Bye.

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