A Love Like No Other

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I remember the day I first saw you. I distinctly recall the way you smiled. A smile that lit the room. But what had captivated me was your eyes. It is true what they say. That the eyes are the windows to one's soul. I was mesmerized by your beautiful brown eyes. I was drawn into you and cannot seem to take my eyes off from your soulful gaze. We became fast friends from the first time we had been introduced. We can share secrets and can talk about anything under the sun. As time goes by, we were inseparable. We share the same interests and views; we liked the same movies, music, food. For a lack of better expression, we completed each other. I did not know when or how but slowly I realized I was falling for my best friend. My actions were soon guarded, awkward even. As soon as I have known I was in live with you, I retreated to my inner self. Only coming out of it whenever you are around. I blossomed at the knowledge that I will always be special to you. I kept my feelings locked inside my heart, unblemished and untarnished by the harshness of rejection. I was content to be your best friend. As I always will be in your eyes. You have kept me updated with your latest conquest. Every relationship you had, I know. Though it pains me and it breaks my heart, I continue to be by your side. Hearing you out. Lending my shoulders for you to cry and lean on. Lending my ears to hear all the mushy stuff and the heartbreaks that i know will soon follow. All the years, I remain your best friend. Unassuming. Reliable. Loyal. Once I contemplated telling you how I feel. But you told me you already found her. The One. i did not bother asking you about her. Because I know in my heart that it will only cause me unbearable pain and heart ache. So, my love for you remains hidden. untold and unrequited. Years passed and we went on our separate ways. I am still by my lone self. I hardly hear any news about you. I am not keeping tabs but still, you were and still are my best friend. That has never changed. One clear summer day, I was walking thru the winding path of our secret place. And was surprised to see pictures of us. From the very first photo that was taken of us together till the very last one. But what had left me puzzled were my pictures alone. Silent tears cascading down my face. A small smile that never reached my eyes. A pensive stare. I never knew that someone was taking my pictures. I reached my favorite place, actually our favorite place. The old tree in the middle of nowhere, as we used to call it. But for me, that was our tree. Where we shared everything. Tears ran down my eyes as I gazed upon our tree. Tiny lights were hung and still a million photos were carefully strung on strings and tied to the branches of our tree. You had come out from your hiding place and told me, "It was and it is still you." We may have wasted precious years when we have kept quiet about our true feelings for each other. Hidden from each other but evident and plainly seen by our other friends. But alas! We have found each other. There on our secret place, we finally became one. A love that has remained hidden for so many years but was finally known.