I Still Like Him - A Short Story

1- Who I am vs What I Thought

So I'm in love with this boy... No! Love is a seemingly overstatement. I will rather say, I like a boy. Not like, like like... Gosh do you even understand that? *shrugs*. Okay! In simpler terms, I like a boy. And to cap it all, this boy is my EX! I don't know the rules when it comes to having an ex. I just think society has a norm of their own while I have an entirely different norm. Before my first ever breakup, I would always tell myself that if I ever have to break up with any boyfriend of mine, I would never talk to him afterwards. I was not a fan of maintaining friendships with the person you once dated all in the name of "peace", "we're cool", "we've moved on so there is no ish", "we are matured" or whatever society says whenever they find themselves in a friendship with their ex. I was definitely not going to join the norm. I had the ideology that if I'm done with you then I'm going far away from you. I was not going to be the "stalker ex" or the "wanting to creep back in bed with you" ex. Nahhh! I was really going to go far away not for any dramatic effect but for the fact that I don't think I would have anything "interesting" or "lovely" to say to you. I mean, I once loved you with all my heart because I would not go in a relationship loving someone halfway. I also thought I would spend the rest of my life with you and I really loved you deeply... *emphasis on me loving again because I am not a slight lover, I am the one that goes all in loving stupidly* ...after all of these, certain society norm then expects me to talk to you?! You already broke my heart by letting me go fgs because I would never be the one to let go of someone I truly love but you did. You also ended my possibility of having a future with you and you made a poor girl sad. Then what? I should still talk to you? Was never going to do that.

Well, that was my ideology of why I would not talk to my ex after a breakup. And I was so sure any boyfriend of mine would be the one to break up with me because firstly, I wouldn't break up with any man if I'm in love with him only if he misbehaves but then the chances will be slim because there would always be a way around it *cheating and other uncouth behavior is an exception, I'm gonna throw the life out of him through the window if he does that, PS- I'm not violent*. Secondly, it will be a hard choice to let go especially if all I see in him is everything I want in a man *that's jackpot mehn*. So I was pretty sure I wouldn't be the one breaking up with my man.
Fast forward to this present day where all of my ideologies are in the past and I can now see differently. Not to disappoint you but I'm literally everything I said I wasn't going to be to my ex. I'm a shame honestly but do not judge me yet. Let's get this story started first.

I'm a pretty, young and ambitious girl full of dreams and aspirations. I have a picture of what my life should be and what it shouldn't. I am that girl who has an almost planned out life on paper though but not in reality. My name is Sheila by the way and what if I told you everything I have ever done in my 19 years on earth was not what I planned, not even this book or my career in writing. To be sincere I do not trust myself anymore because the next thing I might do would be what I never imagined, it would be something out of my world.

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Love, Dami