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The real her was here to stay. I tried to assume that it was only for sometime but the truth.She had been pretending all that while and the moment of glory was now over.How could she? Why did she have to act ‘cool’ all that while? I mean I was ready to handle any character. She was enough. More than enough but why did she have to be someone she wasn’t? It pains though not like before.But maybe this was meant for a confirmation-someday (I am probably living in the ‘foretold someday’). Or maybe that’s why. That’s why things had to be wind up 24/7. Who cares though! Oops! maybe that sounds rude but to be realistic lemme ask you. Would you prefer to deal with a real person or deal with a pretender only to realize someday that their face was masked?? Keep the answer. You also feel the pinch.

You know that moment when you are so deeply in love with someone. 100% it’s them for a lifetime.And you are just not sure how to express it. As if that’s not enough.You feel stupid before their sight. It feels weird right? I mean you get so confident that you can cross oceans for them but you just don’t know how to sink it into their brainless heart.On the contrary you also know that moment you deeply hate someone for pretense such that their sight chokes you.Hearing them makes you uncomfortable and a dream about them is a nightmare. These things are real.The ‘hates and loves’ are strong too.As time goes by you begin to get  what it means by the line between love and hate is very thin.

Well the little I do remember is the much i have forgotten. How one day someone appeared out of nowhere. I am probably in my mid ages. And so i give myself an opportunity into overcoming my unknown fears.If you ask me over and over, i can’t explain what it was.Must have been something crooked but mmmh! that sounds bad…not really … how about if i call it a foundation. Yeah! It is on the same foundation i wished to build on.Too bad.

Just like any  other guy- Point of correction, just like me because am not just like any other guy. I wanted to learn a lot ranging from trials and errors but truth be told i never wanted to find myself in any guilt out of it.i wanted to teach her so many things. I wanted to get taught in how to deal with girls. After all i was from a family of boys; had never felt what it feels like to have a sister leave alone a ‘special someone’. But however things were, i always had my conscience alert. No mistakes.

A small history: She was pretty in her own ways despite the fact that she always claimed- the beautiful ones are yet to be born. I never contradicted the say although I hated to hear it especially from her. On matters of height, i can’t tell whether she was taller but from what i know, she always made me feel taller 24/7. But that was then. She was also possessive in someway and i suppose the possessive character played a great role in keeping me on my toes for long. It felt good though. But i still don’t get it how she juggled the mask and the possesive character in one basket. And i suppose am no longer interested in knowing how she did it. I wanted to be her Romeo but she gave me so many reasons of doubting whether she would fit in into being the ‘Perfect Juliet’.Not because she wasn’t good enough but her character of being torn in between making me a priority or an option.i just didn’t feel like i would survive the storm that would befall me in the deep-sea.

So i left not because i wanted to but it was best for me.And much can’t be said because she couldn’t pretend anymore.

Xoxo.

He sat there in agony as she granted out loudly,

“Who are you? Huh!What’s your problem? Do you think you are the only guy in the world? Guys are too many and as a matter of facts you are not the only one.”

She took a deep breath replied something in her phone smiling then changed into a smirk face at the glance of him. All this while the guy was quiet. His hands tucked  at the side pockets of his skinny jeans. He didn’t want to interfere with his telepathic engines. He was dumb though too  emotional and a single word from his mouth would have caused too many sobs. He didn’t want any pity. And so he held his tears the same way  a toddler does when daddy is holding the cane.She however didn’t  care.I suppose too much pride and justification was in her heart. She thought beauty would earn her someone else. Or maybe she thought that now that she has friends who take her for adventures during the weekends-The guy in front of her was more than trash.

“Look here Mr. or whatever you call yourself, there are so many successful guys who want to be with me.(Never say this to anyone no matter how low-life they are) Do you get it? I can’t waste my time waiting for you to crawl into success. So please get yourself some life.”

At this point Luke couldn’t hold back his tears, he slowly drew his left hand from the pocket and swiped them across his face.His T-shirt was a bit tattered and so she decided to make a mockery out of it.She held the edge of his shoulder with a prick of her long nails, smiled in  disguise and bragged,

“We ain’t compatible,I’m actually realizing it now.”

At the mention of it, She expected him to say much but he didn’t . Only few but deep words.

“Thank-you for loving me, hope you get what you are looking for. Goodbye.”

It sounds horrible doesn’t it? I got emotional too while reading this.It pains a lot but there’s nothing to be done about it. Luke has to pick his pieces and live his own life. As long as you are alive and healthy never let yourself feel desperate. The world is big enough for us all.

It is often said that everything happens for a reason.Things like why some of us are scared of becoming too happy because we have a notion that the happiness won’t last.However the truth is, you might never know how it feels unless you try. So give yourself a try to what is good enough it will never disappoint.Just like Luke always appreciate what you are given, I mean you probably expected to hear the guy argued or began making her jealousy with other girls but nop. Be you and listen to you.

Just as Luke was about to leave………….

To be continued.

Dear mine,
Many years together,few months of ups and down. The promised sweet days of a happy future together. A Love that I’ve never met before. The sensation you caused to me is exceptional. How your deep laughter drove me crazy and how you shifted positions just to escape my stares at you. You gave me the kind of craziness I’ve never had. I mean I’ve loved before(sorry to use my past) but the mystery was exceptional indeed.

Everything happened in a flash, first how I met you and had questions of trying to juggle up whether you were single or not. Then do you remember my hood and how all that grew slowly by slowly. How everyone had the notion that am too quite (which is true) and you were more than quite. The days you would just come in all quite, sit, listen and leave. I would look at you with so much fear. And always had this notion

“wow! She’s pretty and a good heart but how do I fit in?”

You know how that feels don’t you? Then do you remember the day I came to say hi and we had to leave together? The feeling of sitting in the same sit. Felt like we had sparks between the cushions. Not to forget how you had to bend a bit while walking besides me because you’re taller.And I was your photographer and that crazy name that I’d never want to disclose to anyone.The late night adventures and that secret place we would stand. It felt as if the world was all ours.