It was just another normal day at college until lunch break because out of nowhere he came and stood before me proposing in the corridor that led to our class. It was unbelievable to even realise how the moment I had wished for years didn’t make any difference when it really happened. We had been friends since the first year of our bachelors and it was no secret that I admired him so much that all of our friends teased us observing our dynamic, from the first semester itself.
He honestly had a lasting impression on me ever since we first met. Maybe I was too gullible back then or maybe he really had a vibe that somehow made me feel I was pretty close to him for no reason and life felt like a fairy tale with love in the air.
In the first year, I didn’t say a word but always hoped he would propose, but he didn’t. In the second year, my love towards him kept on increasing and my hopes were off the charts considering how we were now seniors and couples popped up everyday in our class, but he didn’t. Not wanting to waste a single day in our third year, I proposed on the very first day of our fifth semester, but to my surprise, he mentioned that I wasn’t the love of his life.
Maybe because I didn’t even think that could be a response, I was shattered. I felt a pain that couldn’t be explained and with every passing moment, I had this terrific realization that my dreams will just continue being dreams and nothing more. My crazy ideas of us being together had in fact no place in the face of reality and there I was, lonely and rejected.
Maybe there was a part of him that just wished, I would say, “I don’t care about what happened and all I want is to be with you from now and forever.”
Looking at me staying silent, he acknowledged, “I gave my heart to a heartless person who never understood me in life. She made me realise your worth and how much you truly mean.”
His statement made me realise I had to now give him my best and I just couldn’t help but be baffled by the way he considered me as an object.
On that sunny afternoon, as the hot air filled the space between us, relishing the scene with a smile, I replied, “Fuck off, jackass!”
And God, nothing ever felt sweeter.
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