A "Love" Story

So I have this friend who never really dated before. In fact, the word "dating" was almost never heard in his house. He never had a valentine, never had a high school sweet heart, and now that i think of it... he'd never had a girl friend at all. Then one summer he meets a woman. An amazing woman. He likes this woman. This is a good thing. The woman likes him. This, also is a good thing. The woman finds out that he is almost 5 years younger than her. This is not a good thing. So at the beginning he just befriended her and things were cool.

But before long, their attraction was undeniable. They had gotten so close to each other that they were practically dating. Things actually moved pretty fast, but my friend was fully aware of what he was doing. He opted not to tell his family and most of his friends because he was unsure just how to tell them, how they might treat him afterwards. And besides that, he finally felt that he wasn't obligated to do or tell anyone anything. So he kept it a secret. Like wise with the woman and her family, in fear of what other might think. They were... secret lovers.

For the very first time in his life he felt free. Independent. The life he wanted to live was finally his choice to make. He was in control of his life with no one to tell him different. Ironicly enough, she wouldn't let him buy even his own food when they went out. He felt humbled to say the least. She felt like she needed to take care of him. When they talked about their future together, she would jokingly call him her "man wife" because she didn't want him to work.

Long story short, 4 months later he confidently felt he was absolutely in love with this woman. At which point she decided to stop things between them. He was completely crushed. She said it would never work because they were both in different phases in life.
"If you were only older," she says. He simply can not believe that she would let age stop their love. "It's not love," she says. Each time she speaks... his heart sinks deeper into darkness. Wounded and after months of rebutting... he walks away into the silence that is loneliness once more. The end.