The greatest love story

Sitting here now, grey but she would never let a description like old be associated with her, she preferred seasoned. And I don’t think i ever understood the gravity of the word whenever she uttered it as her preferred synmomn to the latter, when says seasoned its because she’s been prepared her entire life all the trials and tribulations and admittedly the roller coaster of emotions that was our relationship that led us to this moment. To where I know what she’s going to say and her I, but we never jump the gun and assume because I think that part of the reason that we are inexplicably in love is because no matter how well I know her she can still suprise me. It’s always been that way from the first day we met and I saw her moving in across the street with her parents. She had this uncanny ability to show her vulnerability, her insecurities and own them is if they had no affect on her. I was never as strong as her even when my parents made me go across the street to welcome her family to our neighborhood I was taken aback by her beauty i had never been speechless in my life albeit I was only 12 when I met her she had me wrecked from the start. She was genuinely disinterested in anything i had to say that day and when our parents decided that we would car pool the silence would speak volumes. It was weird to see someone every single day and not know anything about them but to be so tragically in love. Middle school went pretty much like that and highschool was even more heartache. The self inflicted torture of seeing her with all her countless boyfriends that I had convinced myself were just distractions to deny the clear fact that it was always going to be her and me, even if she didn’t know anything about me other that I lived across the street from her and we go to the same school. because there was no way that anybody else would be able to appreciate the love that she could give them. They don’t understand the beauty in someone being able to admit that they need to be loved and more importantly they need someone who’s ready to be loved. If I hadn’t taken the back road home from school I never would have seen her taking pictures of what looked like just the trees. Something in my body told me that I needed to stop that I had to take control of my destiny before it got away from me. When i asked her why she were taking pictures of trees, that were so overlooked it was hard to imagine them as art inspiring and her answer was the first of many suprises. She told me that trees, well the plant life in general give us life and the ability to do everything we love and thats what life is about and she wanted to appreciate them the way that everybody appreciates life but not where it comes from. It was such a small thing but immediately I felt terrible, I had no idea who this girl was I was so terribly in love with the girl across the street and i was worse than any guy she’d had brief daliances with because I pretended to be better to want to love her for some existential reason when I couldn’t have because she was a stranger to me. I decided that I had to know her, and the more I did the more I realized that I had missed her my whole life, I missed not knowing when she sad, what makes her happy, what lights her fire, why she was who was going to change the world. And that was my mission every day from then on the girl next door had become my friend and the love that I had was too potent and so powerful it could have powered small nations. The first time she kissed me it was an explosion of my senses, I had honestly become accustomed the idea that I would be her friend and only her friend I was oblivious to her growing affection but she told me that she loved me. That I was the first guy who’d really seen her for everything that she was and that didn’t love her for anything that she wasnt and it meant the world to her. It was simple, there was no “Say Anything” boom box moment there wasn’t even some prom night culmination where our eyes meet and there nothing left to do but be together. It had marinated and grew so naturally into love. But to me all the events that led to that sensory overload that was our first kiss were the story. It would be what we told our children before bed, our friends who had never imagined that we would be the ones who would be end game, its also the story that we told our parents who I honestly think always expected something to happen between us, I don’t know if they foresaw this grand of a love story but they saw something special before we did. So as we sit here seasoned and grey I have undying grattitude for the love of my life because she showed me what it was like to fall in love, really and truly fall in love. When I see her I still see the 12 year old girl who was a perfect blend of confidence and vulnerability, I still see the highschool girl who would go and spend time in the woods appreciating the gifts that we are all given and all over look. I see the perfectly seasoned love of my life whom of which I am forever grateful to have starred in the chapters of her life that would be mundane to the naked eye but to me its the greatest love story ever told.