He glares at me when I turn my back. How do I know this? Six months and seven days, I had been with him. Add three months to that and I had been watching him. Secretly, obviously, passionately and longingly. So when his eyes falls on me, I feel them. I feel them like his presence and his absence. It's hilarious, saddening and maddening. He did me wrong. I hated him and yet, I still feel his eyes, his presence. So, he glares at me. I wonder why? Maybe because I suddenly left him, erasing all my footprints from his life. Quietly taking my self out without any storm. Like soft rain which was followed by sunshine, hiding any fact that it rained earlier. At least that's how it felt to me. Numb feet, walking out. Slowly, soundless. Tears dripping down. It's okay. It's okay. Do not pick up his calls. Do not unblock him. Do not cross paths with him. Cut him off. Slowly, slowly. Laying awake some nights, I wonder, did my sudden absence cause an earthquake in your world? Did the ground shake, ripping your feet off the floor? Or did she kiss you hard enough to make it feel like nothing? Did you make love to her while playing our song, forgetting just after the climax that I existed. Did you keep yourself busy for three months only to glare at me now? I have to ask. What did I do to deserve your spite? I only did what I thought was right. You easily let her in when we decided to fight. It was just a small, silly fight. Why did you lie? Why will I think all these thoughts even tonight? I hate you, you really made me cry.
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©MS 🌻 [he said he doesn't cares about her, he kisses her when I am thinking of us kissing.]