I fall asleep at night sometimes remembering our secret love. I always seemed to come first for him. He would call me when he had a
new girlfriend, I would tell him of my boyfriend. People would ask my
permission to date him and others would rush to tell me of the scandal.
We
spent the night together during a group vacation. For me, it was the one
thing I had waited for all those years. We walked into a dark hotel room and I couldn't see so I asked if he was there and reached out my hand. He said "Forever" and grabbed my hand. I melted away as he whispered uttered the words. The things he would say! They always made me feel that way. Afterwards, we walked along the
beach together talking and looking out at the ocean. I felt free and in
love and I dreamed of how it would be when we went home. But nothing
changed. We still kept our love secret under the watchful eyes of
hundreds. We kept our distance out of fear of scrutiny but our hearts remained so close and we continued to meet in private. Somehow it didn't seem right, us being together; a girl like me and a guy like him.
I've seen him 3 times since then, once just before I was married.
We met to talk a few days before the wedding and I remember him very
clearly saying,
"I can't believe you're getting married. You know, you don't have to get married."
I
said , "I know. I want to." My heart was beating so fast. I didn't want
to have this conversation with him. I didn't want to talk about it
right now, not with him.
He asked, "Why are you getting married?"
I said, "I've had my fun. I'm ready." Not the real reason but I didn't want to tell him I felt obligated to marry my fiance.
He just shook his head, then said, "Wouldn't it be weird if we got married?"
I
just sat there, tilted me head and smiled. I just waited for him to say
something more. How stupid of me! Was he asking? Why couldn't I say
anything? I was missing my chance! A million things ran through my head
at that moment. I had made promises to people, I had a wedding in a few
days, I'd lose deposits, I'd break my fiance's heart. I couldn't do it,
even though I wanted to so desperately! I just leaned over and we
kissed. And that was it.
But, I'm always looking for him as I
drive in my car or walk down the street. Just waiting for that one last
encounter. Now, I'm wiser and older and realize that life is short.
Maybe this time I'll be brave enough to tell him how I've felt over the
past 15 years.



