Love, is Beautiful

You know, if you would have told me I would find true love in a cliche way I would have laughed. I’m 23 and getting married to a man who I ran into on my first day of high school. I still remember talking to my best friend Izzie about my algebra class when I suddenly felt myself collide with another person. His beautiful blue eyes that seemed shocked captivated my attention. I forgot Izzie was by my side and I quickly tried to pick up my book that was knocked out of my hands when I felt the man in front of me bend down to pick it up for me. I blushed a bit and looking back I probably made a fool of myself but I am grateful I did.

“I am so sorry I didn’t see you there I’m Even by the way” His beautiful smile and the way his eyebrows creased in an apologetic look had me captivated. Ever since that day we began talking and our simple conversations turned into something more and the next thing I know I’m graduating with my hand holding his. We moved in together and went to the same collage. Izzie always teased me and my relationship with Even but I knew she was always happy for me. I don’t know why but maybe as your putting on your wedding dress you remind yourself of the beautiful memories you had with your significant other.

“Are you ready yet you don’t want your man to get worried now do you?” I heard Izzie say as she was waiting by the door frame of Even and mine’s home. I of course had to have Izzie as my maid of honor. We’ve been through so much together and after Even proposed she always seemed sad. I asked her about it once and she told me she thought I wouldn’t hang out with her much and maybe forget her. She always had her insecurities and I always tried my best to help her. Maybe if I would have payed more attention to her I would have realized how heart broken she truly was and how I was the one to cause her this pain. Maybe if I would have listen to her ranting about the one guy across her street I would have known that his name was Even. I should have known she was head over heels for the guy who called her shortie and teased her for her love of coffee. She was in love with the man who I feel for as well but I never kne.

“Give me ten more minutes and I‘ll be walking down the isle please make sure to bring my bouquet!” I yelled out of the changing room.

“How could I forget I’ll give it to you when you step outside for now hurry up and get changed and... congratulations I’m really happy for you and Even.” With that I heard her close the door and walk away. If I would have payed close attention to her tone of voice I would have question why she sounded so sad but I was to excited for my big day. Maybe if I would have listen to the conversation occurring in the room next door I would have known that the love of my life had eyes only for my best friend Izzie. Maybe it was for the best that I didn’t catch both of them making out with tears streaming down there cheek trying to figure out why they didn’t follow their hearts. I found love in a man who never loved me but here I am blinded by my foolish love for him that I couldn’t see the pain in both Izzie‘s and Even’s eyes every day. Ten minutes were up and I quickly left the room and went towards Izzie who was waiting in the kitchen with the bouquet of beautiful lilies in her hands. She had tears in her eyes and I thought they were tears of happiness but little did I know they were of sorrow. Who could have thought that I ruined our lives by being so ignorant to those around me. It was as if walking down the isle was my worst mistake. Who could have thought that because the two people that I love the most they decided to keep on with their little act to make me happy. How long have they been suffering but trying to please me. How could I have known that while he was holding my hand he interlocked his fingers around hers. How could I have known that ever since the first day we meet he was embarrassed not because he bumped into me but because he made a fool of himself in front of the girl he loved. Maybe I could have seen the little details of his odd behavior towards me and her. Maybe I could have made things right if I wasn’t so live sick for him. For now though I’ll say my vows and promise to love a man who never loved me because I will never be aware of his or my best friends suffering. He will say his vows and promise to love a woman he never wanted because he thought it was for the best. He could only hope and pray that she would have stopped the huge mistake we were about to make. She could only hope and pray one of us would say something. I could only hope and pray for our long and loving future. I guess being unaware of the suffering of the people I love is my Karma for never being aware of those around me. Being in a loveless marriage for the rest of my life believing in such a beautiful lie is my karma. Knowing that I was part of this terrible but beautiful lie would have been nice but of course I was never aware because after all I live in a beautiful lie. Isn’t love such a beautiful bliss?