ONE LAST DREAM

ONE LAST DREAM
by: Aaron Bonette

A love story that never was...

There is this girl. She's a year younger than me and I fell deeply in love with her at a very young age. On the third grade we used to be best friend since she live next-door to my house. When she found out my feeling for her, she started ignoring me completly.

Then i am fouth year student, We go to the same school but different leves. Her presence complete my days. My heart beats louder evry time shes near. Its hurts to notice that she doesn't care whether im there or not. Shes indifferent at all. I know that she still know me by then. We were the best of friends, But maybe nobody just cant change the fact that people chenge. I dont know why still i like her. Every time i see her lookin at my direction I dont know what to do. I start feeling dumb and stupid until i realized, shes lookin at something, not to me
I made letters and brought gifts for her birhtdays but I never sent even just one of them. Im afraid she'll ask me why. I tried to gather strengt to talk with her but i really can't.....
Then i saw her with a guy. The scene pierced my heart into pieces. How can she not notice me after all the clues I gave? Mhy can't she recognizef my love? Deep scars and cureless wounds.. i feel so unappreciated and abhorrent. Face it,,, no matter what i do.. I'm still nobody for her . So from then on, im starting ignoring her too....

The hardest part is to start. i dont know how to do it, When i walk i try not to look at anybody. I start loosing my patience in everything i do. i focused on my self. how to make other poeple appreciate me.. I was succesful. The Girls began to like me when i become a topnotch on my batch.
But still, i feel my heart and soul are empty...left cursed. I filled my head reason to move on, but sooner i realized what i found is how ti defined my self...futile and undefined.
I am nothing wothout her, She was one the only night in my night and the only star in my sky. Now every inch of her kills and darkens my day. I fear her. Shes myweakness.
Then it was the prom, I was obligated to attend. It is no use being there if i cant ask my only love to dance with me. i refused to go..... but still,
I arrived ad 7 pm and everybody was looking great exept for me. i feel unimportand and naive. i was drinking juice, when suddenly a familiar girl caught my attention... it was her. She was walking in the isle like a princess with her satin gown and make-up. Shes the prettiest girl on that night.
A guy then approach her. they walk together they pass to me. then the song of juston timberlake ONE LAST CRY play...
..."" My shattered dreams and broken heartAre mending on the shelfI saw you, holding handsStanding close to someone elseStill I sit, all aloneWishing all my feelings goneI give my best to youNothing for me to doBut have one last cry...."
A scar in my heart ached once more and looked away from their direction.
Its was 10:39 pm and i daced only one girl - my teacher. I never danced with other girls. After that i sat on a corner and watch everybody enjoy. A drop of water fell on my cheek and i realized its raining... It was only shower but a bunch of people running in every directions. A girl seem very familiar run into my shed.
It was her . The next moment, im dumb and stupid again... as always.
" How are you? she asked. The voice of an angel that i hear only in my dreams, in my blurry past... skope to me again.
" Ah O-o - OKk iim ff-ffinee" my voice quivered as if the rain really made me feel cold. I felt so nervous and just about to pass out ..
" I thought you will ask who am i. How are you Best"? she asked.
For every first time i looked her directly at her face. Shes looking at me too. her eyes were filled with undenialbe longingness and unexplainabe despair. The eyes that once filled eith glimmer of childhood joys turned into something i hardly know anymore. The next moment, isaw her crying- a drop fell to her cheeks and sudden sob melted my heart . I am right shes my weakness.
The next moment is a blurr. The scene made me feel in sudden devotion . My best friend is crying in front of me and i can't help but hug her as she sobbed.
"Why? Why are you crying?"
"i miss you"
"So why are you crying"
"you will laugh if i tell to you"

All fear and anger flew away that moment as if my hear tied again with hers and all we cared about we were one together.

"its ok, you dont need to say it.."

"Ahm .. You know Ian. i dumped him lately.." I was surprised. i thought they like each other . i thought they are for each other .. but she.. dumped him? i knoe how it feel to be unappreciated. Its hurts a lot. If she dumped him just like that whats more if its just me?..
"Sorry... its better not to ask that."
I moved slowly my chest away from her head and though i feel terible. i tried my best to comfort my old friend.
"i dont loved him, only one person is in my heart , and he is here with me.."
Woow. i knew who is she talking about. From what i heard i cant help but SMILE.
"OK OK , its ok, may be other people thaout that i made you cry""
I wipped her cheeks and lifted her head , she smile back at me while whispering words,"Lst's Dance"

The rest of the night, i've spent in heaven .We dance we talk and we laughed like what we used to do. And for that i feel im the luckiest person alive..
I can't remember the exact words I've said before departing All i know is thatt she said, "You made me the happiest girl in the night. Now i never be empty again ".
At 5 am I woke up. I realized im still on my shed , Everybodys gone . Its was just all a dream, A fter i drank on the prom, sitting on my corner, I feel asleep . it did not rain. Nobody approach me . But still taht morning the best dawm i ever seen She appeared in my dreams .Well its all of it just a dream? It felt so real.
I fied my sleeve got up and went home.
As i passed some stores , i noticed newspaper displayed at every window i passed on.
-HEADLINES: A TEENAGE BOY WAS ACCIDENTALLY KILLED BY A GUNSHOT LAST NIGHT -
When i got home, everybody was crying Iasked why. Nobody seems to noticed me, Then i heard a neighbor talking about the boy after a stray bullet hit him on the chest while teo other boys were fighting over a pistol while he was sleeping. He died that way , He died that way. Having no chance to wake up.
The boy was me. Now i know that dreams is the only thing i been waiting to complete my life. i dont feel bad not for having chance to survive . I dont need it. I was never given a chance, never . In fact I feel good....
I had the love story the way i wanted it to happen
A love story that never was...

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