Grand

"Isn't love grand?" This statement was uttered by an attractive young woman to her friend as they were sitting around talking.

"Um, why yes I suppose that it can be."

This young woman failed to notice the expression the man had on his face while she was talking about love in a cavalier way.

"Oh, I'm sorry for rambling on again, its just that I think this is the one. I mean he seems different than all the other ones. Don't you think?"

"Derrick? I guess. But Lisa, how long have you actually known him?"

"That doesn't matter, when you're in love you're in love. It's a wonderful experience, just to know that the one person who you can't live without feels the same way."

"Yes, than I guess love is very grand."

Lisa and John had been friends for as long as they could remember, both always being there for each other when they needed it, and even when they didn't. At some point, John had fallen deeply for his friend. Just to see her smile was the one thing that brought a smile to his lips. There was nothing about her he did not know: her severe insecurities, the way she snores, how she snorts when she laughs too hard, how her left leg is just a little longer than her right. Yet, even though he knew all about her, she would always surprise him, and to John, she was perfect.

Lisa was oblivious to John's passion for her though, and if she did know about it, she hid it very well. To her, John was the closest, purest friend she had ever known. He was always there for her, and he always knew just what to say to make her smile. He would be perfect for her, but he was like a brother to her. He may not of known this, but it was his advice and approval that she desperately sought after on all matters.

So it was here that she was asking John about newly requited love. She was whimsical and flighty in her methods, but she sincerely desired John's approval. It was just that when it came to matters of the heart, John was very guarded, and she had been known to fall for the wrong guys. So she wasn't surprised by his lack of enthusiasm, but it was not what she was hoping for, and honestly hurt her a little.
"John, you are so not a romantic."

"Yea, I guess not sugar nipples."

"I told you not to call me that, we're not 15 anymore."

"Oh, I'm sorry...babygurl."

"You are incorrigible." Although she said this with a laugh.

So the game would play on, John never having enough courage to actually tell her about his feelings for her; and Lisa continuing to be oblivious to them, and never really examining what John means to her.

"What type of wedding dress should I get?"

"Oh god..."