I knew that April was going to be an agonising month and sure hell it was.
Middle of the month was an absolute terror with she finally saying her good-byes and all - actually it was a very pathetic goodbye, come to think of it. There were no grand gestures and tears and all and her last words still echo within my ears, "My hands are itching, I'll call you later." I waited and waited and waited some more. But the call never came and as they say tomorrow was too late.
So I thought that was it. Kapish. End of Love Story 2008. I knew people come and go, and it would get easier as time goes by and bla bla bla...
But little did I know Each subsequent day would pass in agony, especially when your imagination gets a free pass into thinking all sorts of things...
Then suddenly I get an email from her. Actually more of a telegram than an email. "Can't call.. miss ya." There is this sudden euphoria within seeing the words and trying to make sense of it all... does she still misses me? So do I still have a chance? Is there a "to be continued" to the Love Story somewhere?
But the more you ponder over the four words, the worse it gets. Why now after so many days? Is she not happy? Is this a duty call? What, why... questions for which no reasonable explanation comes to mind.
So now what? Where do I stand? Where do I go? What do I do? Anyone?
I knew that April was going to be an agonising month and sure hell it was.
Middle of the month was an absolute terror with she finally saying her good-byes and all - actually it was a very pathetic goodbye, come to think of it. There were no grand gestures and tears and all and her last words still echo within my ears, "My hands are itching, I'll call you later." I waited and waited and waited some more. But the call never came and as they say tomorrow was too late.
So I thought that was it. Kapish. End of Love Story 2008. I knew people come and go, and it would get easier as time goes by and bla bla bla...
But little did I know Each subsequent day would pass in agony, especially when your imagination gets a free pass into thinking all sorts of things...
Then suddenly I get an email from her. Actually more of a telegram than an email. "Can't call.. miss ya." There is this sudden euphoria within seeing the words and trying to make sense of it all... does she still misses me? So do I still have a chance? Is there a "to be continued" to the Love Story somewhere?
But the more you ponder over the four words, the worse it gets. Why now after so many days? Is she not happy? Is this a duty call? What, why... questions for which no reasonable explanation comes to mind.
So now what? Where do I stand? Where do I go? What do I do? Anyone?
I knew that April was going to be an agonising month and sure hell it was.
