Saturday, November 14, 2009

System.exit()

"Its okay."

To him, Things were going downhill.
They had not spent much time together lately,
So He had offered to walk her back to her car.

And that was Her response. .

As much as he hated to believe it,
Intuition told him something was not right.

The coldness in Her tone suggested she was reluctant to spend time with Him.
He couldn't help but feel avoided as his mind was flooded with lousy feelings.
He had tried a few times to get across to Her and find out what was wrong.
Despite his efforts, All he got was a vague smile and insistence that "Its Nothing".

Is it really?. .

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His mind was a Battlefield. Bombarded with Questions.
Questions only She would have the Answers to.
He did not want to make any assumptions. He wanted the truth.
He needed to know what was bothering her.

He was afraid of losing her. He wanted to set things right.

BUT HE DID NOT KNOW WHERE HE HAD GONE WRONG

He could only Assume:
She felt pressured to return his Love.
But, She could not return the Love he needed.
And thats where He had failed to understand.

Could his insecurity have ignited a Fear in her?
A Fear that would tell her, All good things come to an end.
A Fear, that He would leave Her for not returning his Love.
A Fear, that would soon corner Her into the decision to System.exit().

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He stood there with eyes sunken into their sockets.
Powerless. As she walked away into the distance.
Without even turning to bid a second farewell like She used to. .
Without a hint that She still cared.

He was Hurting. Because Once upon a time, He was important to her.
He was Lost. He wanted to save them, but He couldn't do it alone.
He could not solve the Puzzle, As She held some of the pieces.

About 6324095662 dead brain cells later. .

His mind rummaged through the fragments of their Memories.

The Photographs of their Good times.

Even though She never said it directly.
He heard it then, through the Pet names and Things she had done for Him:

"Honeypot". . .
"Angie". . .
The Hand made cards for Christmas, His Birthday and Valentines.
The Chocolate Rose she inconvenienced herself to get for Him.
The Telephone calls to Wish him Goodnight and Sweet Dreams.

He Heard Her say it. . "I LOVE YOU"

But He was too late to hear it.

And so in Silence, He cried for Her.

He would have wanted her to know, She wasn't the only one in pain.

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I know this isn't a very well structured post.
In fact it probably sounds like mindless babble.
But I'm sure theres others who can relate to this experience.

When we are cornered. The choices we make tend to be influenced by our emotions.
Fear is one which causes us to make rash decisions / Perform stupid actions.
This is the Story of a complicated Boy.
He had finally found a Girl whom he felt could understand him.

But he Lost Her. Fear of abandonment inevitably led to his abandonment. The Irony.

The Moral of this Story?

Your beloved can't always be there for you.
Sometimes you have to learn to let go.
But at the same time, Don't neglect your Loved one.
Its takes a balance.

And of course. .
Be Thankful whenever they've put an effort to do something for you.