Friday, November 21, 2008


I heard it clear and loud. She is now his fiancée.
It was like a heavy weight on my shoulders. I felt a whole in the space and time. The words sounded loud and detached from the whole noise around. I forced a smile of surprise on my face, and hide a tear behind my eye.
I never imagined that she would be his. I never imagined that he would be her man. She used to be my inspiration.
I used to fantasize about her. I remember myself picturing her crossing the street.
I was planning to ask her for a serious relationship, but I was hesitating too much.
I was mistaken, again.
And the cost was expensive. I should have acted earlier. Obviously, another man won the lottery.
Those things will never be the same again. But first, I must recover from my wounds.