I was nervous getting ready, doing my hair and fixing my dress. I looked like a disney princess, with my perfect red hair and blue eyes. Boys swooned over me but, I was set on him, he was the one I would spend my life with. His fluffy brown hair and hazel eyes drew me in, and he made me feel like a queen. My life was terrible until he turned it all right side up and every day feels like heaven with him. 

I arrive at his home a little after 6:35 PM and knock on the door. He opens it and hugs me, I feel my face redden as I smile happily. A warm presence fills the air, as he leads me to a table and tells me to sit down. There's a rose on the plate in front of me and it fills the air with an aroma of romance and love. He comes back to the table with some delicious smelling food and we eat, laughing and making jokes as we eat carelessly. This is what it must feel like to be in love, this feeling was what I was looking for and I had finally found it. He grabbed my hand from under the table and squeezed it, I smiled at him and he got up and took our dishes away. I picked up the rose and held it close to myself. Smiling and gently swaying to myself waiting for him to return, he returned with a small jukebox and set it down on the table. I watched as he put on some classical music and reached out his hand towards me. I took it and stood up letting my dress flow behind me, I felt like a princess finding her prince. We danced to the music and laughed, he leaned in and kissed me. I felt the world around me disappear as I gazed into his eyes letting the music sweep me away. We danced on and on, at one point I felt a ringing in my ears, an angry ring. But it faded away and again I was in his warm embrace swaying gently back and forth kissing him as we danced slowly to the music. I didn’t deserve this love but I accepted it. This feeling inside me felt so right. The way he gently brushed my hair out of my face and kissed my forehead. The candlelight lit the room up softly and our shadows on the wall made this feel like a movie, the music stopped and we stopped. He held my hands tight and gazed into my eyes, I gazed back examining every little glimmer of love and hope in his eyes. If this was what love felt like I never want this to end. The world could go on and do whatever crazy thing it does, but this love will never end even after death. Something about this made me feel he would love me to the end we would spend eternity together. We sat down on the couch and just sat together in silence holding hands and gazing into each other's eyes. The last thing I remember before sleeping was him pushing my hair behind my ears and gently kissing my nose. And me finally saying “i love you” before drifting off into sleep.

It had been a week since she died, since the girl I thought I would spend my forever with died. She had the most gorgeous caramel hair and brown eyes that you could get lost in, I missed her mad. But, the only thing I could do was get over her, she was gone and I couldn’t change that as much as I wished I could. We had bought our first home together that day she died, and it was now my home. A few days after she passed I was out on my daily walk, I was crying mad and had to sit down. And I met her, I met the girl who wiped my tears, and helped me get over my love. This girl would never replace her, but she didn’t know that. This girl didn’t know that the love of my life had died a few days ago and that my life was ruined. But, she changed it. This girl made me smile when I was sad and I couldn’t get her out of my mind. Her ocean blue eyes filled my mind making it impossible to think. This girl was coming over tonight, I had set out two plates at the table and put a rose on her plate. I had put music in a small jukebox which I hid in the kitchen until it was time. She would be here any minute and everything was going to be perfect for her.

She arrived a little after 6:35, when I opened the door she was wearing a gorgeous white dress and had her hair down which made her look like a princess. I hugged her and she smiled at me, her gorgeous little smile, that made me fall further for her. I led her to the table and told her to sit down while I grabbed the food. I brought the food back to the table and we ate, laughing and creating our own spark. She glowed and made me feel like a prince as she was the princess, her love filled the air with a beautiful aroma. This felt so right, but at the same time wrong as I knew my love was watching from above that she would be crying from above. But, deep down I hoped she would be happy for me, happy that I had moved on and continued my life even if my love wasn’t in it. I got up and grabbed our plates and brought them into the kitchen, I sat them in the sink and grabbed the jukebox. I turned the knob until it reached the classical music and played it. I walked out of the kitchen and sat the jukebox on the table and reached my hand out to hers smiling down at her watching as her white dress flowed behind her. I gazed into her eyes as she put one of hands on my shoulder and the other in my hand. We danced laughing and I leaned in and kissed her. It was the perfect moment, but I still felt guilty for loving someone besides my love. But this girl danced with me and the world slowed down. She smiled at me and laughed at my terrible jokes. She stepped on my feet and apologized and we laughed it away. I felt a loud ringing in my ear that made me think strongly of my love, as if she was there screaming in my ear. The ringing faded and I felt the girl get closer to me as I hugged her while we slowly moved side to side. The music stopped and I grabbed her hands gazing into her ocean blue eyes, I could see the world in them the way they glimmered at me as she gazed back into my eyes. The guilt I felt slowly faded as I gazed into her eyes further, we sat down on the couch and sat in silence just holding hands and watching the candlelight cast shadows around the room. I gazed into her eyes and pushed her hair behind her ears as I watched her yawn and close her eyes. Before she fell asleep I heard her say “I love you,” I wanted to say it back but I couldn’t get the courage too so I put my head on the back of the couch and looked up. I watched the shadows on the ceiling and felt myself drifting off. The last thing I remember saying was “I love you”. I didn't say that to this girl who was resting on my shoulders. I said It to my love, the love who was in heaven watching over me, the one I would never get over.

Love is painful and lasts much longer than some like to assume. Love can last weeks to months to years, and so on. From a crush to a date to the love of your life, it all goes so quick and slow. Love is hard and complicated but, if it goes right, love is more beautiful than anything else in the entire world.