What is stopping us?

5 years later.. Rahul

5 years later....

It's been 5 years since I've talked and seen Meera. I still remember her, even though I'm sure she doesn't remember me.

I broke up with Maya 2 months into our relationship, I didn't want her and didn't need her. I had to kick her out in order for her to leave me alone. I haven't completely gotten rid of her since she had the auctions to Sarte. So she's my co worker.

Years after Meera left me I picked up drinking. And slowly got addicted..

I started to go home late and not go to work. I would cut myself and stay up at clubs all night. I couldn't help it.

I didn't know about Meera nor knew where she was. I blocked her phone number because of how she just left me like that. I felt mad and sad, I didn't know what I was feeling. Guilty ness or sadness?

She was always there for me and I was always there for her. She left me for that Murat guy and I don't even want to know if their still together.

I would drink with Meera on my mind. I would see her face in every drink I took. It would go from me saying 1 more, to me drinking many more every night.

I didn't want to feel guilty for breaking Meera's heart. Even Maya started to get worried about me but what did she care?!? I was unable to get Meera out of my mind, loving and hating her at the same time.

I would drink and drink until the night ended. I would go to sleep later than midnight and wake up early. My head was messed up and i would wake up with headaches.

I would sweat like crazy and my eyes were watery.

My eyes could barely be kept open. When people walked past me they would think- 'is he homeless?' 'Stay away from him.' 'Hes lost' 'he should be ashamed' and yes. I am ashamed I am lost. Meera leaving me made a huge impact and difference in my life.

I never noticed that I needed her so much. I always loved her until her dad told me to not have anything else with her so i forgot about all my feelings In order to respect her father

I loved her a lot. I unblocked her number and I would always call her but she would never answer. I even tried getting her address and asking her friend but it seemed as if she had disappeared or she just wanted to make me disappear. I would leave her voicemails. Saying how much I love her, how much I need her, and how much I missed her..

I would walk through the streets at night cursing at myself with tiredness in my eyes. My face started to get ugly (his face would never be ugly but just try to imagine it.) and I would get wrinkles on my face, my health wasn't good and I had nothing to do anymore.

But then my life started to build up and got better and better. I worked harder at Sarte and it eventually became a successful worldwide company. I met someone. Who got me through everything and that was.

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"Rahul I brought the food."

"Your finally here Alizeh!"

I gave her a small kiss on her lips and got the food bags.

"So how was work?"

"It was fine. You know I came up with some new poetry.."

"Oh really?"

I bit my lip and put an eyebrow up as a form of sarcasm.

"Love is like a rock, it can be light, but also heavy. The bigger it gets the heavier it gets. The smallest it gets the lighter it gets..."

"Oh really?"

"Haan"

"So are we bigger or smaller?"

"Hmm let me think about it."

She kissed my cheek and winked at me as she went into the bathroom.

That was Alizeh. My girlfriend.