Theirs is a story that was different. Theirs is a story both wonderful and terrible.
She stood there, watching and waiting for something—anything–to happen. The minutes went by as she stood there, but still nothing happened.
He walked down the street, his collar turned up against the wind. He looked around time and time again, as if sensing that something would happen. He continued on his way and that was when he saw her, standing there alone.
He stared at her. He could not stop staring. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
She saw him. He stood there, looking at her. No, staring at her. And she saw it in his eyes. He was in love with her.
She walked up to him and said, “Can I tell you something? I couldn’t help but notice you staring at me and I know I shouldn’t say this, but I can tell from your eyes that you’re in love me.”
He did not deny it. Because it was true—he was in love with her.
They spent more time together. They were happy; their days filled with laughter, love, and a sense of peace neither of them wanted to lose.
One night, they lied down under the stars, watching them twinkle with light. They talked about everything and laughed. And then he sat up and turned to her.
He said, “Can I tell you something? I made you a present. Please open it with care.” He handed it to her and said, “You know that I love you. Will you marry me?”
She stared at him, a beautiful smile spreading on her face. She wrapped her arms around him in a hug and whispered, “Yes.”
And at the right time, they did marry. They were full of happiness, full of love that was meant to last their whole lives together.
Then one day she said, “Can I tell you something? It seems that I’m sick and I’ve only got a few more weeks.”
He could not believe it. He did not want it to be true. He did not want to lose her, not just like that, not after everything they have been through.
It pained her to see him sad. “Please don’t be sad. No matter what, I really believe that you are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. ”
And after a few weeks since she told him, she was gone. Just like that.
He could not take it; he fell to his knees and cried. He cried for her. He cried for him. But most of all, he cried for what could have been.
Their story is a wonderful and terrible thing.