His Heart's Smile
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''Please...'' He looks at me, struggling to fight back tears.
This can't be happening... I turn quickly and start to run,but he gets a hold of my hand much too quickly. ''Don't leave'' ...his tone was so sweet, surely nobody could refuse, and I knew right then and there, I couldn't.
His much too puppy-like eyes visioned who I was and who I aspired to be...but he deserves to see somebody who's aspirations have already been reached, who's doubts don't dictate her desicions, who's beauty inside will make him fall in love all over again even deeper then the outside. The best.
He needs the best. The best will make him the happiest. My heart shatters as I know inside, that the best... isn't me.
The truest love is when that person will fight, defend and protect them, for the sake of their happiness. And sometimes, the most beautiful love, is when you let go.
A story of the battle between using your head or your heart, your first love and your last, holding onto the anticipation of tomorrow and letting go of the past.
Foreword
LOVE.
noun. A PROFOUNDLY TENDER, PASSIONATE AFFECTION FOR ANOTHER PERSON.
I run my fingers across the page of the dictionary, re-reading those words, not for the first time though. I've been sitting here at my desk with my lamp light on, staring at these words, with my heart feeling tightened...for 6 hours. It's 4:27am and my eyes have not left this section of the page and I don't think their planning to either.
The reason why I'm doing this, may sound a little weird...to be honest - i think it is too. But i can't seem to stray from what I'm doing, well, what I've been doing for a while now...the past few days I'll say admittedly. Did I Plan For This? No. Did I think my heart was going to be dealing with this stress? No. I read in a book somewhere that, ''The best love, is unexpected.'' IS IT?
''Sakura-Chan!'' I turn before I walk into class to see Mr.Minori running towards me, ''Yes Sir?'' ''Sakura! Our new student will be starting in your class this semester, he is from Seoul'' he says with a large smile on his face. Mr.Minori was the type of principal that treated students like his own children, he'd get such a rush of excitement when a new student was starting that he couldn't contain it and it definitley couldn't be helped but be spread so cheerfully from him. I always think, 'One day I'm going to be as happy as he is'
I laugh to myself and he smiles, encouraged by my good response he continues, ''Sakura, I would deeply appreciate it if you could take him under your wing and spend as much time with him as you can, I've met him and he reminded me of you,he's a lovely young man. I'd bet you'd be glad of his company too,'' With that compliment, I wouldn't turn the task down, he's not the type of person you could easily refuse to. ''Of course, when does he arrive?'' ''Thank you so much Sakura! He arrives during lunch today, so I'd be very happy to know you'll be waiting at the office for him'' he says with enthusiasm. ''I won't let you down!'' with that he quickly walked down the hall to continue with duties and I walked into class. Mathematics...let's do this.
Classes before lunch went past more quickly then usual to me and I walked into the main office and took a seat re-reading my over-night tasks for English when my papers flew out of my hands from the rushing wind that came through the office door that opened. ''Oh, no'' I got on my knees to retrieve my papers when a sympathetic voice was loud. ''Aigooooo, I am so sorry,
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