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 mybody….i felt as though i waz surrounded with love when she is near me…thelove i could feel deeply in my heart…..i felt i waz deeply in love when herwhen 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….idevoted my life for her…and only her…i could not forget the days i wouldrun to the nearest grocery store to buy a handiplast for her if she had a smallcut….the days i’ll do her project work..the days…i would…stand up forher….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….theangel turned into a demon..which strangled me…,pulled my heart out from mybody and…pierced it with a a weapon that would kill even the strongest man inthe face of the planet….the weapon which only she could use and lookin inocent..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 shehad a lot of experience in using…it…towards ppl…before…as i was herlatest…victim..the weapon which i meant was.. mendacity…just puremendacity….she did it so well…until i was convinced that…i screwed everythingup…..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 mylife….to something which soon i would learn that it will all end in vain ….y?…ygal y?..wait! Y boi y?…i still wonder…the days we spent together the songswe 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 deep 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?…..theycame…opened my eyes…with ur history….but i still…had the faith inu…but…i was returned with accusations that did not really had the truelove….and i did not trust…my angel….and again y?…i wonder…..soon..ibecame volatile as i witnessed with my very own eyes what others had beentellin about u….i purposely acted weird… towards….to..u….i ignoredu…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 nottrustin 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……theday came u ended everything…leaving me to wonder…what i have committed tillu would leave me…i begged…went to the merge of fallin on u feet…but utreated 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…yetagain u were tortured with silence..pure silence..makin u come down to earth asu were flying too high with ur self proclaimed ‘im Famous’….only my savioursand me know what re u famous for..u were tortured..till u in the merge oftextin me to accept u back…i wondered y?..i waz really confused..but i foundout that u were just doing it to make me talk to u….am i some kind of atalkin 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…whatwould ppl call u?…worst what ppl will call me??.. As i know that very night ..u got togetherwith ur substitute…ur claims that he is sweet..then u should spread him on abread and eat him for breakfast y u tortured my life …..i had my revenge….yeti still came down…gave u a choice asked u to tell the truth..if u had told methe truth i would have continue being friends with u as i have emphasised manytimes that u were different and special…but u were adamant….took ur standthat ur illness were the only cause ure avoidin me….but y gal?…i would haverespected ur decision and would happily think that he had something i didn’tactually have….u dug ur own grave by sendin me the text message u suppose to send ur friend…which made me figure outeverythin………………………………..today it had already been 4 months since the very day i had set my foot into this institute….my life had changed…..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?..….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…..…i would preserve my self dignity..by not going down to urlevel and tell ppl ..about what we did…and what u did before dis..u re just a waste creation of the almighty…..

-adapted from a life history of an anonymoussoul-

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