"LOVE DOES NOT WALK AWAY.......... PEOPLE DO............. and you are the one who have walked out on me...!!!"
She doesn't know if how many times the song when you're gone by Avril Lavigne has been played.. she doesn't even noticed that it was almost time and she has to hasten up for work. "life is really a sucker.. GOD! if you could just look down and see that i am like a zombie.. breathing but not exactly living" she thought sadly.
Company ID, wallet, etc.. already in the bag.. "so off for work.." she was about to open the door to go when her cellphone rings. She checked and it read 'i missed call'... it was from someone unexpected. "so he decides to give me a ring.. big deal..see if i care." She went and closed the door behind her. She took a couple of steps and her cellphone rings again.. this time, it was just a message. Still from that unexpected person. She opened her phone and the message says "Hi. Long time no tx. How r u?" She stared on her phone for like a second but the moment seemed like forever.
She closed her cellphone and hailed a cab. On the way for work, she found herself taking glimpses at her phone. "Should i reply?" she asked herself. "what will I say? hhmmm how about --- m okay.. -- nope, i'll just text -- m fine, nice to hear from you again.. -- ew! no way! it is not nice to hear from him again coz my life was a fucked-up one, thanks to him!! i will just ignore the message from that f*ckin loser. see if i care!!" She decided not to reply but a part of her wants to. But she has to stop herself in becoming a totally wrecked being. God! She doesn't want to go back to those days when all she did was cry. No Way! She put on her earphones and listened again to Avril Lavigne's When You're Gone. F*ck! the song only reminds her of that loser she let go centuries ago. She found herself reaching her iPod to hit the stop button but then again a side of her said "if you won't listen to the song, it is like accepting the fact that you do still miss that jerk!" she feels like a complete psycho, debating herself over and over.. "okay, i do not miss him.. i have promised not miss him centuries ago.. so i will listen to the song because i am not affected.. it is only in the mind.. it is just mind control... just say that you feel nothing, believe in it.. sooner, you will believe in the reality that you have created and you'll be okay" she told herself. She squeezed her bag and closed her eyes to stop the tears that are slowly trying to stream down her face.
She found herself in their office trying to open her locker and her cellphone rings again. 1 missed call and 2 messages. Still from that someone unexpected. The first message is a blank one and the second one says "it has been so long and i hope everything is ok".. She doesn't know what to react, she doesn't know if she will laugh or cry.. how pathetic! "I hope everything is okay?!? Are you kidding me? My life is never okay.. then you came, and it went from being not okay to totally being in hell... then you just lemme go and from that moment on, my life has never seen any light at all.. so f*ck you. I hope you die and go to hell! " Her whole being was shouting those words. She has never encountered such arrogance and such insensitivity from a guy!! She turned her cellphone off and said in silence "we are way over.. it ended on the day when you just let me walk away.." And she locked her locker. "now you will know how it feels like to be ignored.. why can't you just leave me alone and marry your ugly gf?!
She put on a bright smile and sang "When you're gone, the pieces of my heart are missing you.." Now she can sing that song without breaking down. A voice then said "..and she sings... aint we happy?" She turned and saw Cheza. She smiled and answered "Yep, never been happier..." Cheza just smiled back and went into the other hallway. "Yep, i am never been happier.. he definitely is not in my system anymore and i will never reply coz i do not care anymore.." she thought and breathed heavily and remembered the time when she shed bucketful of tears because she broke it off and he just let her go.. he just let her go.. he just let her go.. hhmm.. this will be the last time she will remember that time because it does not matter anymore.. he does not matter anymore.. and she is glad..
Company ID, wallet, etc.. already in the bag.. "so off for work.." she was about to open the door to go when her cellphone rings. She checked and it read 'i missed call'... it was from someone unexpected. "so he decides to give me a ring.. big deal..see if i care." She went and closed the door behind her. She took a couple of steps and her cellphone rings again.. this time, it was just a message. Still from that unexpected person. She opened her phone and the message says "Hi. Long time no tx. How r u?" She stared on her phone for like a second but the moment seemed like forever.
She closed her cellphone and hailed a cab. On the way for work, she found herself taking glimpses at her phone. "Should i reply?" she asked herself. "what will I say? hhmmm how about --- m okay.. -- nope, i'll just text -- m fine, nice to hear from you again.. -- ew! no way! it is not nice to hear from him again coz my life was a fucked-up one, thanks to him!! i will just ignore the message from that f*ckin loser. see if i care!!" She decided not to reply but a part of her wants to. But she has to stop herself in becoming a totally wrecked being. God! She doesn't want to go back to those days when all she did was cry. No Way! She put on her earphones and listened again to Avril Lavigne's When You're Gone. F*ck! the song only reminds her of that loser she let go centuries ago. She found herself reaching her iPod to hit the stop button but then again a side of her said "if you won't listen to the song, it is like accepting the fact that you do still miss that jerk!" she feels like a complete psycho, debating herself over and over.. "okay, i do not miss him.. i have promised not miss him centuries ago.. so i will listen to the song because i am not affected.. it is only in the mind.. it is just mind control... just say that you feel nothing, believe in it.. sooner, you will believe in the reality that you have created and you'll be okay" she told herself. She squeezed her bag and closed her eyes to stop the tears that are slowly trying to stream down her face.
She found herself in their office trying to open her locker and her cellphone rings again. 1 missed call and 2 messages. Still from that someone unexpected. The first message is a blank one and the second one says "it has been so long and i hope everything is ok".. She doesn't know what to react, she doesn't know if she will laugh or cry.. how pathetic! "I hope everything is okay?!? Are you kidding me? My life is never okay.. then you came, and it went from being not okay to totally being in hell... then you just lemme go and from that moment on, my life has never seen any light at all.. so f*ck you. I hope you die and go to hell! " Her whole being was shouting those words. She has never encountered such arrogance and such insensitivity from a guy!! She turned her cellphone off and said in silence "we are way over.. it ended on the day when you just let me walk away.." And she locked her locker. "now you will know how it feels like to be ignored.. why can't you just leave me alone and marry your ugly gf?!
She put on a bright smile and sang "When you're gone, the pieces of my heart are missing you.." Now she can sing that song without breaking down. A voice then said "..and she sings... aint we happy?" She turned and saw Cheza. She smiled and answered "Yep, never been happier..." Cheza just smiled back and went into the other hallway. "Yep, i am never been happier.. he definitely is not in my system anymore and i will never reply coz i do not care anymore.." she thought and breathed heavily and remembered the time when she shed bucketful of tears because she broke it off and he just let her go.. he just let her go.. he just let her go.. hhmm.. this will be the last time she will remember that time because it does not matter anymore.. he does not matter anymore.. and she is glad..
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