Lost Love
Lost Love
The
clock struck 12 am indicating a new day had begun..sigh..i couldn’t believe
that the day had actually had arrived as i still feel it waz like yesterday it
happened, the day i realised i would get
to spend the rest of my 8 months with my love, the day i realised she is only
mine and , the day i felt contented with what i have committed myself into….it waz a day i felt that god had blessed
me with an angel that would be with me in the times of sorrow and happiness..an
angel which would be there with me till the last molecule of oxygen leaves my
body….i felt as though i waz surrounded with love when she is near me…the
love i could feel deeply in my heart…..i felt i waz deeply in love when her
when i waz with her….in return..i showered my angel with love..the four
lettered word L O V E is just too small to describe the love i had towards
her….there waz one point of time i felt that she was the one born for me….i
devoted my life for her…and only her…i could not forget the days i would
run to the nearest grocery store to buy a handiplast for her if she had a small
cut….the days i’ll do her project work..the days…i would…stand up for
her….the days i would bring her to the clinic..if she had a slightest
fever…the days i would run to her homeland just because she misses me..but..now….the
angel turned into a demon..which strangled me…,pulled my heart out from my
body and…pierced it with a a weapon that would kill even the strongest man in
the face of the planet….the weapon which only she could use and look
innocent..the weapon which made me…fall into the pool of torture…and she
was a pro in using this weapon…no one could use it better that her..as she
had a lot of experience in using…it…towards ppl…before…as i was her
latest…victim..the weapon which i meant was.. mendacity…just pure
mendacity….she did it so well…until i was convinced that…i screwed everything
up…..but i still cant stop wonderin y….It all began on the 17 the of march
..the day…i took a step into the college..and a leap in my life…. persuaded
my parents to send me to this higher learning institute…although knowing that
the course that i am enrolling in is not my thing…for her i devoted my
life….to something which soon i would learn that it will all end in vain ….y?…y
gal y?..wait! Y boi y?…i still wonder…the days we spent together the songs
we sang together….the day came u told me that i made u forget ur painful
history…i was everythin to u….and ur world revolves around me….ur love
towards me is too deem until it could sink the city of New York in half a
day…and again i wonder y..u left just like dat..y gal y?…..they
came…opened my eyes…with ur history….but i still…had the faith in
u…but…i was returned with accusations that did not really had the true
love….and i did not trust…my angel….and again y?…i wonder…..soon..i
became volatile as i witnessed with my very own eyes what others had been
tellin about u….i purposely acted weird… towards….to..u….i ignored
u…but in my heart u were the only…i cried… with sorrow….i didn’t wanna
ask u…as i know u would defend ur self…by shoutin and accusing…me of not
trustin u..u had the vocal power and i did not……i kept it to my self…i
reminisced the days i used to come to ur place…with a little amount of
money….and ..just to spend a little time with u and return at dust……the
day came u ended everything…leaving me to wonder…what i have committed till
u would leave me…i begged…went to the merge of fallin on u feet…but u
treated me like a dog……u said..u don’t wanna get into relationship…but
the truth waz the other way around…u had already found ur substitute…yet
again u were tortured with silence..pure silence..makin u come down to earth as
u were flying too high with ur self proclaimed ‘im Famous’….only my saviours
and me know what re u famous for..u were tortured..till u in the merge of
textin me to accept u back…i wondered y?..i waz really confused..but i found
out that u were just doing it to make me talk to u….am i some kind of a
talkin machine to u gal?…i said no..no NO! as i realised what ppl will call u
…by u makin ur PDA with another fella then getting together with me…what
would ppl call u?…worst what ppl will call me??.. As i know that very night ..u got together
with ur substitute…ur claims that he is sweet..then u should spread him on a
bread and eat him for breakfast y u tortured my life …..i had my revenge….yet
i still came down…gave u a choice asked u to tell the truth..if u had told me
the truth i would have continue being friends with u as i have emphasised many
times that u were different and special…but u were adamant….took ur stand
that ur illness were the only cause ure avoidin me….but y gal?…i would have
respected ur decision and would happily think that he had something i didn’t
actually have….u dug ur own grave by sendin me the text message u suppose to
send ur friend…which made me figure out
everythin………………………………..today it had already been 4
months since the very day i had set my foot into this institute….my life had
changed….i have found someone else…who i neglected….for u in the beginning
thinkin that u were the one for me..although my assumptions went wrong..dont
worry she tastes sweeter than u..although the memories u gave were not much but
they were too sour..and short lived..im still waitin for…the day u would shut
ur mouth and let me tell u what what is in my mind…….although u disgusted
me in many ways…ur actions… in the institute….made me wonder what had u
become gal?..a cargo ship??..that anyone could navigate??….y??..just the
question keeps playin on my head y??..arent u a gal…owh i forgot that u re
not a gal…as gals would have self dignity..unlike u..who dosent…..the
reason…me not talkin to ur substitute…is if i would wanna talk to him…all
ur secrets would be leaked…and ur true colour will be brought to light…once
again im not u…i would preserve my self dignity..by not going down to ur
level and tell ppl ..about what we did…and what u did before dis..u better
pray i don’t…if u keep buggin my life…the truth will be broken to the
world…of what a vehicle u are……..if u want a war ill give u a
war!………………………………….u re just a waste creation of the
almighty…..as u re such a cutie..with a bitchy attitude!…
-adapted from a life history of an anonymous
soul-
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