Our Story: The Andrea Collection

Born into this world with a feeling that can't be named

To Love and be Loved is the only way to explain.

I met her on a day not unlike today.

She didn't care who I was, and I didn't dare ask her name.

Too high above mine was her status in life, I would have never thought

one day I would want her in my life.

I walked away that day, though we were destined to meet again, through

a friend of a friend that's how these stories usually begin.

It started innocently enough, a Hi and Goodbye there but then it went

from a little touch so something more robust.

I couldn't believe how my life was to unfold.

I couldn't believe she would want me for her to hold.

Yet this dream was not to last.

She already had someone to hold her hand.

But Love had started whispering in our ears, saying not to deny what

our hearts held so dear.

So we began our little encounters, on the stairs, or the streets, but

her house was a bit more sweet.

It was then I saw what I couldn't believe, the true woman inside,

exposed only to me.

She had passions and dreams only to be described as future ambitions

yet to come alive.

Her boyfriend, like it mattered, was no consequence to me, Love has no

conscience when it believes it's meant to be.

Yet I had always been Second to None, so sharing with him was not all that fun.

Explaining this, you said you understood,

but I knew things weren't going so good.

I still kept with you, my love too strong.

I couldn't let you go, any hope of that was gone.

Senior Trip we watched the sun set and rise.

I had found true happiness to be in your eyes.

I thought this was it, we had to be.

Our relationship had to start here, it really must be.

Yet miscommunication and a little bit of doubt, I think I probably had my head up in the clouds.

Prom didn't turn out as it was meant to be.

Hurt feelings, followed by weeks of pain.

I felt my emotions had been used in a game.

Finally after realizing I was in the wrong,

I sought you out, Fordham was the street I was on.

I was ready, nothing was holding me back.

You would return to me, our lives would be packed.

Full of kissing and embracing in hugs, telling you how much you are loved.

Supporting you every step of the way, your goals would now be mine, helping you everyday.

Fate though, funny sense of humor it takes, thought that I was probably going too fast.

You stopped me in my tracks. I was so damn surprised.

You had already chosen another guy.

I, not willing to give up just yet, I refused for my love to be upset.

This intruder had put my hopes at risk, what could he have that I had missed?

Asking you questions, you still couldn't say, what kind of guy he was any way.

Then you hit me worst of all, "A lot like you," you said and that was where I'd fall.

Now the decision was now mine to make, fight for you or just walk away.

Looking in those eyes, the ones from senior trip night, I decided what I thought was right.

To let you live your life, because it would cause pain to see tears in your eyes.

I refused to bring that to your life.

My Love understood that sometimes you have to be the one to sacrifice.

That day I walked away, into the navy and with another girl.

A decision that would haunt me for the next four years of my life, as I would lay in bed and think of you at night.

My mistake wasn't meant to last, I would correct it, even if I didn't do it fast.

Moving back I had one desire, to put things back in my life that lit my fire.

Things were now complicated as ever.

Your man of the house doing me one better.

At first I didn't really have any hope, but then I heard it.

Love had spoke.

Love knowing no wrong, thought the hell with him, He was all wrong.

Looking into your eyes they were not the same.

I now believed he was to blame.

Mission Objective: Making you give back his Name!

I wanted to plot, hell I wanted revenge, but I couldn't get past just being your friend.

You needed me more as a friend, so I was put to shame for wanting to fight and play a dumb game.

I realized friendship was just what you needed

so I decided to help then to be conceited.

Love didn't like to wait as we were starting to see.

Getting closer, re-forming bonds was what was to be.

I started trying to hold it back, but to no avail.

My heart had had remembered your sweet skin and smell of your hair.

Drifting back to days of our youth,

remembering that my good memories were all because of you.

We knew what would happen if we didn't stay away, but we couldn't do that,

So rules were set in place.

No touching, no kissing or things like that, it would just lead to us on our bare backs.

Given time, those rules would slowly start to bend, now really passing over the line of just being good friends.

So what happens when being in love just won't do? When she's with him, but still seeing you?

Do you run, do you fight, or try to stay away?

Really can't say when the heart is in play. It hopes, it dreams of that one special day,

When you'll finally home come home and say,

Sure I'm here to stay.

Yet that wasn’t meant to be, I should have foreseen but I had made myself believe a dream.

Love doesn’t make it right.

Especially not because of just one night.

Then it came

The answer I didn’t want

She was blessed with a with gift that I had no part of

Her child soon to be born, a fate not yet my own.

I was now I had realized the day had come.

My dream of a beautiful life with her was done.

My mind reeling from the blow.

I knew now it was time to let go.

The heart kept telling me no.

This time the Mind conceived me it was the right thing to do.

No matter which way I chose, the pain would still flow.

There was more at stake here then just me.

More Pain my love would cause if I continue to go into this without thought

Like I said Love doesn’t make it right.

Pain shrunken and reduced to a shell of what once was, could I ever really trust my love?

She told me it would be alright, that we could continue just fine, but I had already realized that this was the end of the line.

No more hopes and dreams of what could never be.

No more kisses and thinking that they were all just for me

No more passionate nights where the stars were brought down with our might.

I was forced to make the right choice,

Crushing my love with a moral blow

I now know the man I was soon to me

Dead inside wishing to be free,

Free of the happy memories she left me

Now the source of my torture

I had no where to run

As I heard in a song one day

If you taught how to love, then teach me to forget what I feel

Killing me slowly, pain ever growing I wonder is I’ll survive this fate

Hoping to one day find the one to help me forget

The bitter memories now a nest of regret

One day she will come I say, with pain

Hoping it will soon go away and I can once again remember the love that is gained when the hurt in the heart fades away.

To my future wife, I’m waiting to love you for the rest of my life.