He held my hand, so we could walk side by side. His hold on me was very tight, as if he was scared of losing me to another guy. I must admit I love his crib and all his funny talks to me. When we went to see movie, play at the park and countless date with him. His touch on my skin is breath taking, the sweetness in his voice when he calls my name makes me long to hear him call me. The beautiful curve of his lips and cute dimple accompanied with diastema makes me want to keep him smiling.
He said I was his lost star and golden treasure. Trust me this was the best part of my life story. I called him Mr. Perfect because when ever I'm around him I feel the world is in my heads.
Why has all this fed away? Why all the love stalk annoying now? Did I fall deeper than should? Did I give my heart to the wrong man? This question has plaid on my head for a longer time.
I couldn't be more surprised than this. The feeling born and the heat is hotter than steaming water. It paired into my heart like an arrow of war. I sock my pillow all day and night. Toasting around the room like a confused man who's wife is in labour room. Looking into space like I've lost my mind with an extra question popping in my head" does he love me as he claims"
At some point I felt like an egg, carefully held in a spoon. Yeah I know I was, I guess I'm left to the floor to break and splash. He let me down, I have touch the ground I'm broken into million and one pieces. I'm no missing star, all he said were lies. How could I have given in so easily? Or maybe I'm too childish to understand what love at this point. We were not dramatic but does promises meant the world to me. I live in imagination all my life.
The morning I realized he was saying that to more than two girls, was the worst morning of my life. I was broken at the sight of him in the arms of another girl. I lost my memory at the thought of him cheating on me. I thought he meant what he said to me, why would he be so comfortable kissing another girl in public? I walked away with emptiness, bitterness and heaviness in my heart. Every move I made was like offended mother going after a teacher that beat and injured her child. I wanted to keep going and never stop till end of road. My world was cloudy and the rain became my tears as it streams down without control accompanied with my sobbing which came like thunder strick "you lost him" was the voice which sounded repeatedly in my heart. But I feel I still have a long way to go.
He came to me as if nothing happened, resuming his love talks from way he stopped. His voice was bad as the frog and his smiles appeared like I just saw a masquerade. My brain was giving me another look of my once loved boyfriend. I yelled cause I could not take it anymore. With the sound of my voice echoing in the room for the first time, he shivered. That forced a smile to curve on my lips, but not for long cause I need my mouth to tell him to get out of my life. Get the fuck out of my room and my life for good!!! That came the sound of my voice echoing to him again. I couldn't read the expression on his face cause we were not connected anymore. He was at his feet, made a move towards me but I gestured him to stop.
He dropped his knees, all of a sudden light turned off, I nervously looked around the room surprised to see moving candles. At the state of shock, light turned on and I saw him kneeling with a small box gestured to me. Will you do me the honor of being my for ever?
Hey!! What's that on my body? Water!!! No, this can't be a dream. If it is I refuse to wake up. Thanks so much guys for reading. The story is to be continued. Yesterday was my birthday. Happy reading.
