The One I used to love
Relationships can be beautiful, but then it always has its ups and down. There are days where we would feel so lucky and thank our stars that we meant our partners when we did and then there are days when we would curse the day we met them, the day they ever said a word to us and the day we agreed to go into a relationship with them.
What’s beautiful about relationships is that we know the risk, the heartbreak it could cause us along the way, yet we still dive into it with all of our hearts, caring less about those consequences and that is because we know that before the bad days come, there will be a lot of happy days.
I remember the last time I had felt going into a relationship was a huge mistake for me. It happened during the birthday of a girl I used to date. I had plan to surprise her with some gifts that I had gotten for her way. I had initially told her that I wouldn’t be getting her anything for her birthday because of some issues I was dealing and she had told me it wasn’t a big deal.
Well I had called her earlier that day to wish her a happy birthday and had also made plans for her to come over to my place so that I could give her the gifts that I had bought. She had agreed to come over later that day after work and I had immediately put everything in place.
But then about an hour after her closing hours and I still haven’t heard from her (because she usually calls when she’s on her way) I decided to call her. It rang the first time but no one answered. The second time I called, her phone was switched off. And then I started to worry, I didn’t know if something was wrong and the only person who could give me an answer wasn’t answering her phone.
Anyways, her phone finally rang again but the time was now some few minutes past eleven, almost midnight. And that was when she started to tell me about how an old time friend of hers had visited her unexpectedly at her place of work and he had asked that they both went out for her birthday and she had agreed, forgetting about our appointment and somehow her phones battery had gone dead.
Of course I could smell the lie and when it became obvious that she was lying, I decided to end the whole thing. I don’t do well with heartbreaks but again I did feel hurt and was going to start cursing the day I met her but they I just decided to lick my wounds and just carry on with my life because no matter what, life goes on.