I can clearly picture myself helplessly crying in the rain. There she is, continuously walking away from the spot where our bodies stood facing each other moments ago. Slowly, she appears farther and farther and smaller and smaller from my sight. Seems like crying is the only thing I could do. Still, it didn't ease the pain I feel inside of me.
For almost a year, we've shared the best moments together. What I gave to her was genuine love. It's something I'd selflessly give to a person I truly care the most. I witnessed every side of her. I memorized everything about her. Now, all I know is I won't last a day without her.
It was raining hard. Right under the huge old mango tree where we first met, she confessed everything. I couldn't utter any word. The revelation morphed everything in complete silence. I was too confident that I didn't realize that what she actually gave me were all pretentious act. I trusted her. I respected her. I loved her. I never thought that something like this would happen.
"I lied. I have never loved you. At first I thought I could learn to love you. But I was wrong. Someone like me doesn't deserve to have your love."
How could she be that rude? Hearing those words directly from her felt like it was the sharpest sword that was stabbed straight through my heart leaving me helpless, breathless and lifeless.
"Why?"
She was shaking.
In a matter of seconds, I was once again stabbed by the words she said.
"I'm pregnant and it's not yours. He loves me and I love him too. I'm sorry."
That's when my tears unknowingly started to fell from my eyes. I couldn't believe that all of these are happening. Her decision is firm. She turned her back and started walking away... away from my heart... and forever away from my life.
