A chat with the girl

“Hey, I saw your pics… you look good!”

Now here I am acting like a complete loser. I pinged her! How could I do so? It has been so long. I should have controlled! A flood of questionnaires and unanswerable excuses drowned my brain.

I was sitting on my laptop, online, late at night and I saw her name in green. She had unblocked me. “She”, here is the girl, the love of my life, who broke my heart to pieces, burnt it to ashes and then washed them away in the sea of insults.

“Thanks! :)”, she replied, with a smiley.

My heart jumped to come out of my mouth. It has been years, but she still has the power over me. Once upon a time, she was everything for me. I could die for her smile, live for eyes, fly by her touch and fall by her tears. And I was the man of her dreams. We were the happiest creatures on earth. But then, time changed, things changed and changed were us.

I don’t miss her now, no I don’t! I don’t love her as well. I can let her go, she doesn’t interfere in my sleep anymore. But I can’t let go of her betrayal. I can’t forget all the times she cheated on me, all the times she hurt me, all the times she cut me off for no reason, all the time she insulted me, embarrassed me and made me plead.

“Please don’t leave me my love, I will die. If I don’t, I won’t live. You are everything for me. I am sorry for all the mistakes I have done. I will do whatever you say to me. I can do anything for you, just be with me!! please for god’s sake I beg of you!!”

She turned away while I was at her feet. So much for the guy who did all he could to make her smile for once.

“How are you?”

“I am pretty good, life is awesome. :) . What about you and how is your boyfriend doing?” I typed.

“He is fine, I am sick of guys now, they are ridiculous.” I smirked at her line. Yes they are! You make them that way.

“I wanted to confess something to you.” I typed.

“What?”

“I wanted to thank you. Thank you for teaching me the lesson of life. Thank you for all you did. It was because of you that I got a fire inside me and it was your memory that made me work like a mad dog. It was you whose face didn’t let me sleep and made me do things which I could not have done otherwise. Thanks a lot for making me who I am now. Thank you for leaving me..”

A pause.

“You are weird.”

“Thanks for that as well, hope to see you sometime, take care,
goodnight.”

I logged out, sweating and panting, with my heart beating as if it would pump the blood for my entire lifetime in a couple of seconds.

Love is funny.