Always Romira

Chapter - 6

Last few days have been hard for me. I had to decide my career option and had to pen down my dream. It's not easy really when you want to make you career in writing because then parents would be like writing is a hobby not a career child. I had to listen their points as well and I decided they are probably right. I'm writing this story because I enjoy it but I don't think I have any hope of publishing it. I mean yes, you all are loyal and you enjoy my book but when it comes to buy it, who would invest their money to have it? Its not like it's very extraordinary or my writing is superb good so I guess I'm just going to write for fun and concentrate on my studies. Then I will see what future has stored for me!

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Akira

For a moment time stops for me. All I see my Romero with another girl. A sinking feeling consumes me, slowly and painfully. I fight hard to not let my vision blurry and focus on the sight before me.

The orange light of drowning sun fawns on him, making him look like an angel. A foreign creature, so out of my reach yet so close to my heart, a place where he used to live for time being. It seems like a lifetime ago when when we were each others world. While he is still my world, I am not his.

He is standing opposite side of road with that girl. His face is in my direction and so is girl's backside. I can't see her face but I know she is not someone I know. She is wearing a jacket and jeans, not the usual model like girl I thought he'd go for.

Is she why I haven't seen him for last few day?

Is she the reason he doesn't want me anymore?

A stinging sensation of jealousy burns through me, last time I saw him, he was surrounded by pretty girls but I knew they mean nothing to him and this girl, I can't be sure about and that guts me more.

You thought you are irreplaceable?

I guess I'm not.

Everything could be replaceable but there is no other for me. I can never replace Romero to any other guy. I don't even want to and I don't think I have it in me to love any other the way I love him. I will always love him and maybe it's my punishment to continue my life loving him, while watching him move on with someone else.

I try to look closely for any hint that this is not what it looks like, I can't place what are emotions in his eyes as he stares far off but then he smiles, the slow and intimate smile, showing both of his dimple.

That's my smile!

I want to shout but my throat are so closed up, I fear a sob would come out if I try and I'm too frozen to move away.

He never smiles like this for anyone else but me. This smile used to be reserved for me, and only me. Sure he'd smirk and grin but never this smile. He knows what this smile means to me and now he is giving to some another girl.

Was his love that shallow to get over this easily?

No, that's not true. He loved me, I know he did but maybe he has realized I'm not worth fighting for. And who would fight for someone when that person doesn't want to be fought for?