Here Comes The Sun (Under Editing)

Ringo 💚

The next day I decided to spend the day at Ringo's and try to figure out what was bothering him so badly.

I stayed very worried about him since that last time I saw him.

I had talked to Paul and the rest of the lads and they told me he was worse than before.

Paul had even said he seemed depressed.

Depressed? Ringo? That scared me tremendously. 

Ringo had always been happy and giddy.

He always found a way to make us laugh.

The thought of Ringo not being happy shattered my heart to pieces.

So I called him up to see when a good time to come over was.

As I turned the dial on the phone the memory of last time I saw him filled my head.

A wave of that feeling flooded my insides.

No I dont love him,I love George.

I tried as hard as I could to ingnore my body telling me the feeling was right.

Because it wasn't, how could someone possibly love two people at once.

They can't! And I refused to except the feeling.

So I kept just pushing it deeper and deeper down.

I held up the phone up to my ear and waited for him to answer.

"Ello?"

I took a breath trying to hold back my stinging tears.

"Hey Ringo, I was wondering if maybe you would enjoy some company?"

The lads have told me you haven't been out much,and I thought you could use the company."

I heard him sigh deeply.

I began to worry that he was going to deny my offer.

"You know I could use your company right about now."
I smiled and sighed with relief.

"Great, what time could I come over?"

"Oh anytime really."

"Ok then I will be right over is that good."

"Sounds great." Ringo breathed out heavily.

"Alright see you in a minute,bye."

"Bye."

As soon as I could I left for Ringo's.

As I walked down the street to the poor lads place.

I started to feel that feeling once again.

Why? Why? I love George not Ringo.

I dont love Ringo.

I dont love Ringo.

I kept repeating this over and over again in my head.

But still the same feeling stayed inside me.

I walked up to Ringo's door quite nervously.

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

Ringo answered the door and looked worse than before.

He had bags under under his eyes, his hair was a mess,and he was in his bath robe.

"Ringo." I cleared my throat.

"Ringo, we need to talk."

He took a deep breath.

"I was thinking the same thing."

He stepped aside letting me in.

I went and sat on the couch waiting for Ringo.

Slowly Ringo shuffled his feet and sat next to me on the couch.

I looked at him he had already gained tears in his eyes.

"Do you want to talk now."

He nodded his head slowly.
I waited for him to start explaining.

He drew in a breath and let it out slowly.

"I dont know how to tell you this."

I took his hand.

"Just tell me exactly what's on your mind, please I need my Ringo back."

His eyes began to water, and he swallowed hard.

"Claire, I can't remember I time you weren't in my life.

It seems like we have always known each other."
I tilted my head slitley.

"Through the years, my feelings never really changed.

Until that day we spent all of our time together.

I had never realized how gorgeous you were....until then, your hair lay perfectly on your shoulders."

His eyes slowly traveled to my shoulders.

My eyes welled up with tears.

Why hadn't he told me this?

"I planned on telling you the next day how I felt...but then George told us, and showed the lads and me the song.

I knew after that you would never be mine to hold close, and to love, and treasure."

A tear trickled down his face.

I sniffed and wiped mine away.

"I lost all hope then, I just went into this state.

I didnt want anything to do with anybody.

All I wanted was you, but now I know that, It will never happen."

My face was stained with tears, and my heart pounded out of my chest.

Ringo took both of my hands and stared deeply into my eyes.

"I just want you to know that I love you more than anything in this entire world, and I want you to find true love even if its not with me."

My chin quivered, while more and more tears streamed down my face.

Slowly Ringo leaned in close and gave my a light kiss on my cheek.

I touched the place where his lips just lay.

Ringo stood up and faced the opposite way.

He hung his head down and cried.

I sat there unable to move.

So many thoughts rushed into my head.

How could something like this happen?

Why didnt he tell me his feelings that night?

How come I am feeling the same but not telling him now?

What would George say if I did?

Again there were so many questions yet no answers.

Slowly I wiped away my years and went up behind Ringo.

I lay my hand on his shoulder, and he turned around slowly.

"Come here."

I whispered lightly.

We hugged each other tight.

I could feel Ringo's tears spilling onto my shoulder.

What was I going to do?
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