Empty Wrappers

“All I wanted to be was to get close to you”.
I saved that into my phone since almost 10years ago.
“You will be my wife, I can’t explain it but I am thinking about it seriously”,
That was 7 years ago.
Last week was his wedding day…to someone else.
It felt surreal.

The sentimental “I” was still holding on to these messages.
They were still in my phone’s inbox.
I thought things can still go back to how it was before,
As he had promised “I will not let you go away.
My whole life, I have been waiting for someone like you”.
I guess, it is not anymore the case.
We may be looking at the same side of the moon,
But we don’t anymore see the same things.
We turned away from each other,
It would take a life time or the next to find each other again, I suppose.
I sighed. My eyes were wet.
The happiness I had the first time I read these messages was indescribable.
I was in ecstasy.
But re-browsing them makes me melancholic.
I pressed delete. Forever. I am letting you go..though..
It hurts…still…

How can promises be uttered without meaning?
How can endless “I love you”s be spoken without adherence?
How can he give me ,my favorite, sweet candy…..
Wrappers… They’re empty.


About Miss_Pia

Neurotic Health-care Professional who enjoys sleeping, running, reading, introspecting, pole art and exploring new things and sometimes, places!
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