But your smile still makes my heart sing, another sad song, I can't forget, I won't regret it, 'cuz I'm still in love with you
"Wondering was she really here, was she standing in my room, no, she's not, 'cuz she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone" I sang softly while strumming the strings on my guitar. Today is our 1st year anniversary, and she's late. I can't believe she would be late on this day. I guess I should go home.
"Nick! I'm so sorry I'm late" I heard her yelling. I looked out into the distance and saw her running in a beautiful bright yellow sundress, and her hair up in a curly messy bun. She was smiling while clenching a bright blue box, with a shiny silver bow attached to the top. I can't stay mad at her. Not with her smiling so brightly. God, how, I loved her smile. I set my guitar down and stood up waiting for her. She finally made it over to me, and she was out of breath.
"Don't worry about it, you were only 2 hours late" I smiled. She looked at me and giggled.
"I'm sorry, I overslept!" she replied frantically. I bent down and picked up her gift I had wrapped in bright red wrapping paper, because I knew it was her favorite. I smiled and handed it to her, and she handed my gift over to me.
"Should I go first?" I asked.
"YES!" she beamed. She loved giving gifts; I knew she wanted to see the reaction on my face when I opened it. I slowly unwrapped, the bright blue wrapping paper, and revealed a box. I looked at her and saw the anticipation on her face. I opened the box and inside was a diamond studded dog-chain with my initials on it. I grinned happily.
"Do you like it?" she asked nervously. I put it around my neck. I then wrapped my arm around her and kissed her temple.
"I love it, and I love you" I assured her. She smiled widely and pressed her lips against mine, smiling into the kiss.
"Where is she?" I whispered to myself looking down at my watch. She was an hour late, which wasn't all that shocking. I guess I should be happy I got to see her twice before she left. It's been about 3 days since she showed up at my house. I can't believe after all these years, I still wait for her. I stood up and looked out the window, and saw her getting out of the car with Dexter. Ugh, I wish she would have told me he was coming. Her smile was as beautiful as ever, as she walked inside of the Pinkberry. She scanned the room with her eyes. I gave her a simple wave when her gaze met mine. She and Dexter walked over, her with a wide grin on her face.
"Nick! Sorry I'm so late" she exclaimed throwing her arms around me.
"Hi, it's okay" I replied thrown off guard. We sat down together at a booth, her and Dexter on one side, me on the other.
"So how did you and Dexter meet?" I asked, trying to strike up a conversation.
"He showed me around the neighborhood, when I first moved in. He also helped me through our breakup" she explained.
"Oh…" I sighed awkwardly.
"It's okay, she told me that she was the one who ended it badly, and she hated herself for it" he assured me. She looked up at him and smiled. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed her temple.
"What about you? Are you seeing anyone these days?" she asked smiling widely.
"Uhh…no not really, I mean I've been out on a couple of dates, but with no one special you know" I explained. She nodded her head sympathetically.
"I'm sure you'll find that special someone" she assured me. I think I already have.
"I'm in no rush" I replied. Her face brightened. She began drumming the table with her fingers.
"Dexter, Nick is in the music business, he's in a very popular band with his brothers called the Jonas Brothers. Being in a band, that's got to be exciting," she grinned. No offense, but how did he not know who we were.
"Yeah, it's gets a little hectic with all the female attention, but it's incredible" I admitted. She bit her lower lip listening intently.
"I'll be right back," Dexter replied and slid out of the booth.
"Thanks," she smiled.
"For," I said confused.
"I don't know, for being so nice to Dexter. He's doesn't really talk much, but he's a really good guy" she explained smiling widely.
"I'm sure," I sighed smiling sarcastically. There was an awkward silence. She looked around the room, taking it in.
"You were a good boyfriend," she sighed smiling down at the table.
"Huh?" I asked.
"I'm just saying you were the perfect one in the relationship. You didn't do anything wrong" she assured me. She looked at me with sad eyes for a moment.
"I don't regret us. Even after the bad breakup, I wouldn't change anything" I admitted. Her face brightened.
"Really," she replied. She sounded as if she was holding back tears. I don't think I've seen Diamond cry in years.
"Really," I promised. She looked down for a moment, and raised her head with the smiled that I loved and my heart soared. Then it hit me. I'm still in love with her.
