My face was all lit up after seeing him. I felt like Clytie
(a water nymph) in love with Apollo (the Greek god). I never moved my eyes
anywhere except at him. My stomach was trembling from inside. My heart was
beating faster. The only thing I wanted to do at that moment was to hug him. I
controlled my feeling that was now showing on my face.
He was happier than
usual. He smiled like as if he had won a battle. He moved past me and towards
where his parents stood. I didn’t like that. He didn’t even tell me ‘hi’. He
hugged his mum and for the first time I was jealous of such a pious woman (his
mother). He said in euphoric tone, “I got the scholarship to MIT! The semester
is starting next month.”
No, this can’t be. He’s playing a prank on me… I mean us.
Whatever! It has to be a joke. But his smile didn’t lie. I had to translate
that message into my head. He was going to be miles away from…me. What am I
going to do? How was I going to make my heart understand?
My heart broke into pieces. The dreams that I had of him
came crashing down. My life was in ruins. The worst part was that I couldn’t
share the feelings for him. I wanted to run away. I didn’t have the strength to
take this blow. I wanted to cry. But I couldn’t. I had to swallow my emotions
into my heart. He had left me love wrecked.
After a month, he left for good and I was stranded with only
his memories in this island of love. I tried to move on and forget everything
that I shared with him. However my feelings for him never died. I locked them
and threw it somewhere inside my heart.
Awesome :)
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