An: this got messed up before :(
Falling in love with someone you know you shouldn't hurts. It hurts because it's a love so powerful that it makes your eyes fill with tears because you know, they will never be yours.
Patrick Turner knew that feeling, the feeling of wanting what you couldn't have. He'd fallen for her someone who was so unattainable he felt even worse.
She was beautiful. Even though it was hard to tell what she really looked like. Her eyes were a bright sapphire blue and seemed to be at front of his thoughts every waking moment. No matter what he tried to do to distract himself.
He'd fallen for her soul. Her gentle personality. The way she could calm a mother or a child with a few words or simply her smile.
He'd over stepped the mark and he knew it. Kissing her hand when he shouldn't. It was so wrong of him but he couldn't help himself. Just holding her hand made him realise what he felt and just a for second he thought she felt the same.
She'd turned her back but said it wasn't because of him. It was because of the promise she'd made. He had to accept that. Who was he not to do so? He respected her enough to step away even if it was painful.
When he'd had to tell her, she had tuberculosis it was one of the hardest things he ever had to do. There was a chance she wouldn't recover, that he would lose her. Not that he ever had her. Just the thought of not being able to see her…
All the letters he wrote to her. He didn't know if she'd read them, what she thought about them. As they went on he'd not been able to hide how he felt for her. How much he loved her. He never got a reply. He'd almost lost hope.
When the phone rang and she said she was coming back, back to Poplar his mind filled with a thousand thoughts. He wasn't sure which the right one was.
He remember her voice as she spoke to him telling him how for the first time she knew her own mind. She sounded different and when she said she'd read his letters. He knew what he had to do.
Finding her on that road, it was the first thing that made sense to him in months. Finally he could properly see the woman he'd fallen in love with. Somehow he found her even more beautiful. Her golden hair tied up, her pale complexion dotted with spots of rain that was threatening to fall.
He'd wrapped his coat around her, his hands under her chin shielding her from the cold. He'd found and hopefully he wouldn't ever have to let her go again.
In life you can't help which way you fall. Something's are worth having your heartbroken for and those are the things you'd do anything to keep.