Prologue

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Prologue

No matter how long ago it was or how easy it was for him to end it, I can't seem to forget the pain. It's been a while but I can still feel the ache inside of me. The hurt that has learned to stay with me each and every waking day.

The memories of him seem to haunt me. Sometimes I'd wake up wishing it was just a nightmare, that one day he'll come back and tell me he was wrong to leave me. For the first few months I have tried everything possible to contact him, to know what went wrong, to know why it has come to an end.

Our love story wasn't typical. It wasn't like Cinderella who is worlds apart from his Prince Charming. Not even like Romeo and Juliet. It didn't came out naturally. It wasn't even a love at first sight. We weren't best friends turned lovers either.

He was a man of patience, endurance and perseverance. It was because of that that I fell for him. He likes challenges... a LOT. Or maybe that was it. I was just a challenge he has to win over. He has to prove to himself and his friends that any girl could fall for him...even me.

I can't help but think negatively about guys after him. He was so good to me and our relationship that even I thought it was perfect...too good to be true. But all of it was just a lie. A lie that didn't surface even after our break-up. A perfect lie that has fooled me for almost 3 years.

On a Wednesday afternoon in a café across town, I'm here, reminiscing again about him. Deep in my thoughts I didn't realize someone has already made himself comfortable in my table.

"HI!" he says.


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