Love of life
It all started when I was 16 years old.While I was playing outside on my farm in California,I met a boy.He was an average kind of boy who laughed at you and then you ran after him and beat him up.After that first meeting in which I beat him up,we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence.That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence and talk all the time.I would tell him all my secrets.He was very quiet;he would just listen to what I had to say. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything.In school we had separate friends,but when we got home we would always talk about what happened in school. One day I said to him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke my heart.He just comforted me and said everything would be okay.He gave me words of encouragement and helped me ger over it.I was happy and thought of him as a real friend.But I knew that there was something else about him that I liked. All through high school and even through graduation we were always toether. Of course I thought we were good friends.But I knew deep inside that I really felt different dates,I wanted to be with him.That night after everybody went hoe,Iwent to his house and wanted to tell him that wanted to see him.Well, that hight was my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what he was going to do. I looked into his eyes and listened to him talk about what his dream was.How be wantedto get married and settle down.He said how he wanted to e rich and successful.All I could do was to tell him my dream and sit next to him. I went home, feeling hurt because I didn't tell him how I was feeling.I wanted to tell him that I loved him,but I was too scared and frightened.I let my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell him just how I felt. All through college I wanted to tell him,but he always had someone with him.After graduation, he got a job in New York;I ws hppy for him but at the same time I was sad to see him go.I was sad also because I didn't tell him how I felt. I couldn't let him know now that he ws leaving for his big job.So I just kept it to myself and watched him get on the plane.I cried as I hugged him,for what Ifelt was going to be the last time. Well, I got a job as a secretary and then worked my way to become a software designer.I was proud of what I had accomplished.One day I got a letter with an invitation to a wedding.It was from him;I was happy and sad at the same time.I knew that I could never be with him and that we could only be friends. I went to the wedding the next month.It was a big occasion.It ws a big church wedding with the reception at a hotel.I met the bride and of course I calked to himtoo.I fell in love one more time.But I held back,so it wouldn't spoil what should be the happiest day in his life.I tried to have fun that night but it was killing me inside watching him being so happy. I left New York feeling that I did the right thing.Before I left on the flight, he came and said his goodbyes and how happy he ws to see me.I came home and just tried to forget about what went on in New York.I had to go on with my life.
As years went on , we wrote to each other about what was going on.He wrote that he missed talking to me.Later, I found out that he divorced,but I didn't tell him that I had always loved him. One day I got a call from a lawyer in New York.The lawyer said that he had died in a car accident.I gathered mythings and went to New York for the reading of his willl.Of course,things were given to his family and his ex-wife. When the will was read,the one thing that was given to me was a diary.It was a diary of his life.I cried as it was given to me.As I was on the plane,I started reading the diary and what was written.The diary started with the day we first met.I read on till I started to cry.The diary said that he had fallen in love with me at first sight.But he was tooo afraid to tell me what he felt.Finally,the diary ended when it said,"Today I will tell her I love her."It was the day he was killed,the day I was going to finally find out what was really in his heart. So,if you love someone,don't wait till tomorrow to tell him or her.Maybe the next day will never come.