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My Delusional Arrogance
Have you ever felt you’re important to someone but finally it turns out that actually you’re not? It’s called delusion. For my experience, my delusion used to be nurtured by arrogance.  And it’s still been haunting me until this day even though it happened 5 years ago.
I have known a naughty, adorable guy in Facebook. The first time we met was just a coincidence. The relation started with my curiosity continued with his interest and was nurtured by our bond. The topic that we talked about kept getting more interesting and more fun each day. We took photos of what we had seen and captured screens of what we had read, then shared them to each other. We discussed seriously about Salem Witch in Harry Potter. I even used to ask him to talk about the shape of the cloud the day we had nothing to talk. We talked to each other all night every night. It was winter nights in December, temperatures dropped into the single digits. But, with him, I discovered that December can be summer.
One day, it’s Loy Krathong Day. With the help of my friend’s surveillance eyes, I found a picture on Instagram of him and a girl floating Krathong together. I was furious and sorrowful at the same time. I blocked him to test my importance.
The test worked, he made a new Facebook account to add me, send messages to me, and call me. When I answered the call, all I heard were his crying and whining. I knew immediately that his heart were broken. I couldn't count on how many times he said sorry. However, my feeling at that time is one of the most disgusting moods I've ever felt. The feeling was pleasure. The more he moaned, the more I felt that I was the most important thing he couldn’t lack. My arrogance was so high someone could commit suicide jumping off it. After the day, we got back to normal conversation, at first. Then, the talking was getting blander. Perhaps, it's all about growing. He was growing and had learned to step forward, not going back to the old pricking thorns. And I grow colder in emotions, submerged in the ocean of memories. They have made me realize how much I used to be delusional. Arrogance gradually dies while obsession gradually grows. I wonder in the future what emotion will come next when my heart happens to crash with some emotional trucks.
Colors of the Day
Here comes sunny red Sunday
Like sun on my head god lays
Yellow Monday’s like glowing moon
Wish I had wealth like a tycoon
Oh no more lonely pink Tuesday
Where’s my lover to sing and sway
Middle of the day I need some rest
Come go green Wednesday you the best
No hurt no thirst orange Thursday
Got juicy happiness to drink as always
Blue Friday blue bird blue sky
Tell me which is fresher they or your smile
Purple Saturday’s like potion at home
Does it need magic to love my poem
Hello, readers!
My name is Ball. I got this name from Football World Cup 1998 from my father, but he must be a bad prophet. I grow up far from what I was named. Physical activities don't attract me at all. Instead, the world of imagination is appealing to me. Action, fantasy, and supernatural fictions and films are all my kind of things. Even before falling asleep, I enter my imaginary world.