'Since the day I departed from TIA, I started missing him so badly. When I reached France, I felt really very lonely and desperate. As soon as my phone got connected to internet, the first thing I searched for was his profile”. I looked at his photo and smiled in tears. Really, this was enormous pain that I got from love. Since he always messaged me first, I waited for his message. I visited his profile many times a day, even drafted some messages but could not send, I wished him to message me first since he was online every time I opened messenger. For a week I waited. But no messages. Just ignorance.
Then I didn’t use the social media for about 2-3 days and began to find a way to spend days. I talked to the people around me, my sister also helped me to spend days in easy ways. However, I used to miss him in the dusk majorly. Hence, I again checked messenger to confirm if he had messaged, but he had not. I cried for the entire night in that date. My sister was closer, she asked me the reason about it. Being depressed and helpless, I told her everything but denied in to take her help as she was saying she would talk to him on my behalf. When my sister saw me crying the next day too, she scolded me for being such. And asked me to promise that I won’t talk to him and won’t sob remembering him. I don’t know why, but I agreed.
After the day, I had made a strong implementation on myself not to talk to him until he justifies the same. A week after, he messaged me and I didn’t reply. I had made a boy best friend named “Smith” in my college and he was there with me to assist on my pain. I really was being happy in smith’s company as smith was funny and cracked several jokes to make me laugh. My sister saw me happy for some days. I used to feel that I shall reply to his message now as he used to write many emotional things. But after some days, he stopped messaging me, and he was not active on social media suddenly. I began to feel more for him. Day by day, again I started to feel lonely. For forcing self to be happy, I used to visit my smith’s house. Sometimes we even uploaded photos on instagram, but it was not working. Then, I again told my sister everything. She said to send some messages thinking the same could bring him back. I did so. With my emotions flown in the words, I wrote him that I loved him much. But he was not online for many days.
Eventually he came back, we talked like strangers and again were as romantic as we used to be. On the moments, Smith wanted my help, he had problem in his kidney and was hospitalized. Since Smith liked my company the most, I used to be with him all the time. Being together worked in something else. I don’t know why but I started to feel for Smith. Then slowly, that was that. Smith and I grew our relationship from best friends to lovers. I don’t know why but I began to ignore his (boy’s) message and gave him short replies, ignored him. He blocked me and I didn’t care.
But when smith got well, we started being even closer. Furthermore, Smith began to approach me for sex. I was in love with him. One night when my sister was out. Smith then came to my house, moreover I had called him. We ordered the food from outside and I can say we both were eager to put our bodies on each other’s. As soon as we had eaten, he came closer, I went even closer. We got lip-locked. I even could feel cigarette’s taste from his mouth. I don’t want to lie, I enjoyed the whole moment. He slowly touched my body part, and began to undress me. I undressed him. He began to press my breasts. Slowly and slowly, he was ruling on me. He began play his hands very beautifully on my breasts. I was feeling so satisfied and was cunning and producing the sounds and was feeling really unstoppable. Being wild, I started biting him. And we fell completely on each other’s body.
After sex, I don’t know why his face (Boy’s) came in my mind. I really felt as if I was culprit and had done a big crime. I pushed Smith away and then told him to leave. Smith was like “Oh! What?” I don’t know why I felt it as a worst day of my life. I regretted, I cried and felt so vanished. After the day, I ended my relationship with him.
Though I felt for him, I didn’t have courage to regain our relationship again and don’t know why I even didn’t want to message him. But one night, he messaged me. Oh God! I felt like god had given me a second chance, but again in an hour I felt bored and irritated. What was happening with me? I was getting irritated from the person whom I loved most in some days. But he was there, with each and every courage. He really seemed to talk each and everything from his heart. He never ever discussed about the fact why I ignored him earlier. I again started falling for him. His each and every little things mattered me. I again dreamt a dream with him. I again began to think about us, how we used to be and how everything was. And that was that, to my surprise he proposed me again. Like a new girl to his life. I was feeling as if I was being reincarnated. And we again began, the journey of true love. I never wanted to tell this to him as I was afraid what he would think. But today……'
She stopped and looked at me then him. Oh! How refreshed was she looking now, like the sky cleared off the clouds after the heavy rainfall. I had a little fear about how he reacts. He stood up, putting his hands on the waist. His face seemed red, I just noticed he was crying. Oh! He looked so adorable. She too stood up, he helped with his hand. She wiped the tears off his cheeks. And wow, they hugged. And that was that, I again felt so special meeting with them. Both overwhelmed me with a big thank you but I am still unable to find for what I was being thanked. Moreover, they were the lovely couple are the lovely couple like the pair of doves.