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I apologize, for this is quite raw and might not make much sense.
5
I hope he picks up. It’s been a while since I’ve spoken to him... What I wouldn’t give to speak to him again?
Hope seems to take over my entire being only to be broken apart with disappointment. I grip the phone tighter, praying he picks up.
Hope is indeed an addicting thing.
Ring...
Ring...
Ring..
Please pick up.
Ring...
Ring..
I sigh and crack a sad smile. Maybe I’m not wanted after all.
‘Hello..?’ comes a soothing voice from the other side.
I swallow quickly and let out a light laugh. ‘Hey, It’s Aarya here, what are you doing..?’
‘Oh! Hey... Um... I’m just watching a movie. What about you..?’ he says.
‘I’m just talking to you and browsing’, I say.
‘So... How have you been..?’ he questions almost hesitantly.
He’s talking to me. He’s actually trying to make conversation. I squash out the little happiness my mind seemed to be trying to conjure.
‘Where have you been..?’ I whisper into the phone as I bite my lip, hoping I get an answer this time around.
I hear him sigh lowly. ‘I’ve been busy’
‘Oh! So you’ve been good..?’ I ask my heart clenches painfully.
‘Yes, you need not worry about me’
‘But I care’
‘I know, Aarya’
‘Do you..?’ I ask, almost afraid of the answer.
Silence. That is all I get.
‘You’re not going to say anything, are you..?’
‘There’s nothing to talk about’ he says easily.
‘Oh! I see. Indeed. You know, I think our friendship has come to an end’ I say, almost forcing the words out of my heart. I must say it. Enough is enough.
‘Wait... Aarya, listen....’
‘No, it’s alright. It’s all good. I have never met you. But I think we had an amazing bond. We met online; I helped you thru the rough times in your life, and somewhere along the line, became the closest of friends. But now, that you’re happy and good... My role in your life is over’ I swallow painfully trying not to breakdown.
Why am I doing this again..? I question myself.
Because you’ve poisoned enough people. At least, let him go. If you love him, let him go. He can’t be yours, you know that.
Indeed I do.
‘WHAT! Are you pissed off? Look... ’
‘Stop it, please. I think we both know that our bond has faded. It’s okay. It was supposed to be this way. Although, you may replace me, I don’t mind. I don’t regret you. Please be good. Don’t worry about this ending, for something new will start for you. Just... Remember what I’ve taught you till date. I’m sorry for bothering you, good bye’ I say in a rush and cut the call.
I feel empty.
It’s for the best, I say out loud, trying to convince myself as I switch off the phone and continue to take out the SIM.
A sob escapes my cold lips as I stare blankly at my dismantled phone.
Ah... The mundane realities of life, although painful, they are true. They hold a place in my heart like no other.
