Missing Pieces

Chapter#08: A Heartbreaking Night

To be honest, I cried writing this chapter. Read on. And comment below what do you think?

He was really cute to me. To me, he was perfect. I couldn't see any flaws in him. A 5'10" tall guy, perfect posture, a soft and caring heart, and specially those dazzling eyes, wide and bright and as they were always filled with innocence and kindness and big dreams, I could see in them, I could see a lot, and somewhere a touch of grief and something missing. So deep and mysterious. I couldn't read them completely, they hid a lot of mysteries. And his moustache gave him the perfect manly look. I loved them. And plus, he was intelligent. I always admired good boys, those book worms, out of all bad habits. He was really the best guy for me. I thought so.
We even discussed everything that what if we got married. I was laughing on it. He had good sense of humour. We laughed together. I said I love you to him for the first time and I was about to die of happiness when he replied with I love you too. The two days were the most beautiful days of my life when I thought he was just mine and he would stay mine forever. We used to talk on call for hours. I was really thinking too much. I planned each and every little thing with him. I was high. And then suddenly, something happend a lot hurting for a moment. On the third day, he told me that he was sorry for everything he said. He said that he was confused. He cleared it out as he was already in a relationship with a girl named Tilda. I was in tears. For a moment, I was numb. I said that it was ok but God knows I was feeling shattered and scattered. I was helpless. For the first time, Silvestra Athena Zivon felt helpless. I loved him. The first person I fell for. And I didn't know what to do next. I'd always been a tough girl. People observed me as a stone hearted person or somewhat kind of a strong charactered girl only when they watch me for a long time, that's true most of the times, but it doesn't mean that I'm heartless. I have feelings, I also get hurt, and most importantly, I may fall for someone. And it doesn't happen every day. It's a once in a lifetime event for every person. There was an other side of me, a girl with a soft heart, a doll made up of wax, melted on every "sorry" heating her ego. I burst out in tears. I had fallen for someone following the fact that love is not dependent on getting the person you love. One sided love exists. I cried whole night. I punched the wall until my fingers swelled and pained and I had no more energy to do anything, anymore. But I didn't blame him for anything. I couldn't. It was all my fault. I was full of frustrations. But I was also hurt. All at the same time. It was bad. I didn't understand what just happened. But it was alright. Next morning, I picked up all myself piece by piece, gathered me up and I had to attend the class, I had to face him, I had to accept reality. I couldn't run from it. I went for the class. I looked at him. I just wanted to look at him every time. Everything was ok. He saw me smiling and thought that I was ok after all this, not knowing the fact that I knew how to hide my pain.

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