I Still Like Him - A Short Story

2- This boy is my ex

After my ex and I broke up, I immediately zoned out. There was no thinking it through twice. Yes, our breakup had a toll on me and why did we break up? Well, it was over a flimsy excuse of how life has a lot of uncertainties and he wasn't sure of how his life was going to turn out so he didn't want to bring me into his mess, hence, the breakup. The first question I asked myself was, did he think I was oblivious of life and it's uncertainties or his flaws and supposed "life mess"? I knew about all of that but I still decided to choose him over it all but see who gets dumped in the long run, moi. Another thought I had was, what if he needed an excuse to let go of me because he was tired and bored of me already or for some other reasons I do not know? You could give that a thought too. Is there a loop hole somewhere? That was the reason I said our breakup was born out of a flimsy excuse because I'm still trying hard to find a balance between accepting if it was the truth or not. I zoned out like I said and didn't look back but after three weeks of soaking all of that in, guess who looked back? Me again. Wait though, it wasn't to beg him to have me back, chill. It was just to check in since my shattered self ran off immediately we broke up. I just had no words the moment my relationship with him flashed between my eyes with no way or control to stop it from crashing. We had a beautiful relationship, one I wouldn't trade for anything but what do they say about life? It's truly filled with uncertainties. I think I can see why he didn't want to drag me along with his uncertainties but what happened to not giving up? And holding it down for the one you love? But let's be really honest, it feels like there is more to what I don't know than I already know. I can't even grasp all of these but someday, one day, I'll make a sense out of all of these.

Back to the first sentence of this book. I like a boy. This boy is my EX! A man rather. Should we call him that? Well he is, they are all same generic names. My ex and I are friends. Friends that talk every now and then. I would have loved to tell this story in a very crafty way with POV's here and there but I have no idea of what exactly is on his mind or what he thinks regarding all of these. Absolutely no idea. So I would tell the story of "us" alone.

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