His joy

It was in Grade 9 and you were my senior then, when I first met you. You were playing football on the field with your friends that day. And I have never seen someone so handsome even with sweats dripping on your forehead. Our eyes met and I felt my heart skipped a beat. We eventually became friends because I am friends with some of your classmates. We're textmates, but we seldom talk personally, or if my memory serves me right, never. I was contented with that kind of set-up. I know in myself that time I have feelings for you. And you keep on confusing me. But it was fine with me. I liked you very much anything was fine with me.

Now here we are on this day, in this church. I have never seen someone so handsome with sweats dripping from the forehead because of nervousness. And like the very first time I laid my eyes on you, my heart skipped its beat. You watched me walk through the aisle, tears forming in your eyes. My heart ached. 'Same old boy' I told myself. I've never seen you this happy. My love for you keeps growing each passing day I can't help but cry. Finally, this is our end game. You, marrying my best friend. Ben found his Joy.

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