Becareful With My Heart
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"The joke is on you now Muhseen."
"No please don't do this, you can't just throw away all that we had like this, please don't" I pleaded.
"I can't? Seriously?" She lead out a sarcastic chortle "Only Muhseen Salah can huh?"
"What do you mean by that?" I managed to utter.
"Exactly what am saying" she snapped curtly "It's about time you learn the truth Muhseen, I just tricked you none of the things we had and shared for the past week was real. Come to think of it, why will I change overnight? Why will I love someone who hurt me in the past like you did? Am not a fool Muhseen" She paused glaring at me.
"No" I muttered ceaselessly as I shook my head not believing a thing from what she said. "No Cara you're joking, you must be joking."
"You can take it as a joke it's what I did too when you broke up with me months ago so continue to believe all I said as a joke." She said cold heartedly not showing even the slightest care. Why is she doing this? I thought we are over all these.
"Cara please stop this, stop it please my heart can't take it. You said it yourself that you've forgiven me. I thought we were over all these, why are you bringing it up now?"
"Because I wanna break your cold heart like you did to me some time ago Muhseen plus this is the time I planned on telling you so it would make your heart crumple, bruise and hurt just like it is doing already." She paused and took a quick glance at me pathetically "Remember how you icily rubbed it to my face that you don't love me, that is was all a trick? Remember how you threw away everything that we shared? It's payback time Muhseen."
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