I was shocked. Was that actually her? Did she actually spoke
to me that way? Was it her own words? Did she mean what she said?
I had many questions playing zigzag in my mind.
Each one clamoring for an answer that would give a negative reply. Alas! I knew
what the truth was.
It was her, the words were her, and the idea was
hers. Yes! It was her.
After listening to that crap from her, the first
thought that crossed my mind was –“you go your way, I’ll go mine”.
But that doesn’t happen when you feel so much for
someone, whether or not that someone feels the same for you.
I couldn’t stop worrying about her, the mess she
was in, and the means to bail her out. I couldn’t stop thinking of how she
would be handling the situation back home, why was she behaving the way she
was, and ways in which I could be of help to her if any.
I may not speak to her for the times to come, but
I’ll definitely carry her in my heart for the years to follow.
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