*Another* Tragic Sob Story

It's sad to think that there may never be a happily ever after for you. You see everybody tripping and stumbling in to love but it's hard not to wonder if you ever will get to experience what it's like to be loved by someone else. That's pretty much what we all want, right? To think that there is such a thing as "impossible love" is such a silly concept for some people…but then again they're the ones who are already in love. You really have to be a social reject, to know what it feels like.
The first time I saw him, my heart immediately detected a difference between him and every other jerk at our school. He was definitely one of a kind. What I liked about him the most was that he didn't judge me before he knew me. Within a heartbeat, we became the best of friends. But I always had an urge…a "wanting" to become more then friends. He was everything I wanted, hoped for, and dreamed of having in a guy. Most of the time when I'm in "crush mode", it's not that big of a deal. Of course I'm obsessive and a total stalker but what else is new? It's just this time, something…or someone was telling me that I couldn't let him slip through my fingers. And I decided that I wasn't going to let him.
I decided to ask him if we ever were going to be more then "just friends". Isn't it incredibly stupid how people think that only guys can ask girls out? Anyways, as soon as I entered the hallway I already knew where he was. His smile illuminates wherever he is and his personality shines with the purest light that was impossible to miss, no matter how hard you try.
"Hey…" I said, my eyes drifting away from his eyes.
"Hey. What's up?"
"I need you to be totally hones with me about something. See the thing is…I like you. And I just wanted to know if we're ever going to be more than just friends." The instant I finished that sentence I covered my mouth, never feeling more embarrassed in my life. What have I done?
"Oh. You do? Well, I don't know how to put this to you. I think you're a great person; you're extremely nice and hilarious, but I just don't think you're the one for me." He avoided looking my eyes. My tears were on the verge of stumbling all the way down my face, like an avalanche racing down a hill.
"Can I at least ask why?" I felt like I needed some…."closure".
"I dunno. It's not that you're not a great person, because you are! But maybe we're just not meant to be. I mean if you really thought that we were meant to be in love, don't you think something was meant to happen already?" AVANLANCHE ALERT! The tears rolled down my face and stained my shirt.
"Oh," Oh? That's it? OH? That was the only thing I could say? OH?," Well then, I guess I'll just see you around then…so…see you." He tried to grab my shoulder, but I wouldn't let him. I couldn't face him, not after that. I couldn't look him in the eyes or anything, not after humiliating myself thinking that he was my happily ever after.1

Rejection. It's a depressing word isn't it? It's been days since we've really had a heart to heart talk or anything like that. We've shared a few laughs, but it's not like it used to be. I've broken down during school sometimes, because every time I looked at him, it was just a reminder of how miserably I failed and how sometimes hoping gets you nowhere. But somehow, those few words he said to me really struck my heart. Not only in a disappointing way but he taught me a lesson I would never forget. Sometimes it doesn't matter who you are or how desperately you want someone else to fall in love with you. You can't force someone to do something you want them to do because they need the willingness to do it. And sometimes you just have to move on, because trying to relive a moment is like trying to change your fate after it's been given to you. It just doesn’t work that way.
Maybe there is no such thing as "impossible love", but I'm just going to have to wait and see. I'll wait, even if that means waiting forever, because some things are just worth waiting for. So, as another tragic sob story comes to an end, this is just a reminder that there's always going to be a new beginning.