My Secret Longing

Did I care that I am not a great beauty that men want to write songs about? That's a no-brainer, solid no!
Did I care I have some extra sand in my hourglass body? Let me think: Ok, maybe a little. But that's here and there.
Did I care I was 31, single, and still a virgin? That was none of his business!
Did I care he was a billionaire and had good looks? Abso-fuc...-lutely No!
So how dare he tell me I have questionable looks. Did he stop there? No. He went on to say I was after his money. His money, my foot.
Still, I didn't care because I had no time for his nonsense. I had a country to represent, so he could go to hell for all I care.
But then why did he suddenly say, "I love you" and "We are getting married"?
I always had this bone-deep longing, no less than a physical ache, for that one person who will be my everything. But is that person him?

Excerpt:
"Are you crazy, Raul? Why do you keep calling me like a maniac?"

"Bhavishya, if you hung up again, you wouldn't like the outcome."

"Fine, just tell me what it is and leave me alone."

"Why did you talk to that son of a bitch at the party?"

"Raul, I didn't talk to him. He came up to me and apologized for what happened that day..."

"I don't care who did what. When he wanted to talk to you alone, you let him. That's what matters. Why did you speak with that lowlife? Are you that desperate for a man's attention?"

"Mind your words, Raul. You don't get to decide whom I talk to. It's none of your business, so stop calling and yelling at me in the middle of the night..."

"Everything about you is my business. And baby, you didn't ask me to mind my words when you were screaming under me last week."

"You know, Raul, it's a waste of time trying to make you see reason. You are a chauvinistic, egotistical pig, and I hate you. Why are you spying on me when you're not even here? So what if I slept with you? It doesn't give you the right to dictate my actions. Stop behaving like a stalker.".....