>Thursday, October 25, 2007
touching storyToday Are Loved ,
i was looking past one blogspot site n i saw one very touching story i think i wanna share it with u all:
Part 1
"Good night, sweet dreams. Love ya," the gentle, familiar voice whispered from the phone.I smiled. That was my boyfriend, Thomas. We had only been together for a week or so, but i could swear that those days were the happiest days of my life. He was thoughtful and caring, also forgiving, although he was not very goodlooking. But still, to me he was the best guy I could ever dream of having."Love you too. Sleep tight," I said. I imagined his smile to creep over his face like it always does. With that came a noisy beep, contradicting his soothing voice.I hung up too. Soon my handphone beeped again, signalling that i had received another text message:From:ThomasI had another great day with you darling. I'll miss you... Promise me you won't ever leave me. The reason is simple- because i love you.I held my handphone tightly in my hand, and carressed the pig plushie that he gave me, and slowly fell into a deep slumber...The next few days I could hardly contact Thomas. He said that he was busy with family matters. His parents were divorced and he lives with his grandmother, just like me. (Seems like we are really fated to be together, aren't we?) However his mother wanted him to move into her house, but he hates that idea and opposes to it. That was probably the reason why he takes ages just to reply a text message, with all the quarrels and chaos that reigned in his family.More days passed without any news of him. Calss were not picked up, and text messages were not replied. He was not even online on messenger service. I started getting worried about him- What if he were to get into an accident? What if he got injured? What if he got into troubles with gangsters again? These scary, horrifying thoughts penetrated into my mind constantly, leaving me shaken with fear. I called him for the umpteenth time in the day. The consistent beeping was heard instead of his warm and soothing voice, agitating me. Irritated, i slammed my phone down. I texted his best friend but even he did not reply. Slumped down on the sofa, tears began to well up in my eyes and flow down my face, smudging the makeup i had earlier put on stupidly hoping that I could meet him today...The next day, I was playing around with the food on my plate. I was lethargic from rolling about on my bed instead of falling asleep, and I had no appetite. Everytime i tried to swallow a spoon of rice, my stomach would churn and I would end up throwing it up."Beep beep..." MY PHONE RANG! I jumped up from ym chair, knocking it over and dropping my plate of food. My grandmother started nagging again. I ignored her, and quickly picked up the phone, anxious to know who called and hoping it was Thomas."...Hey Jess. These few days I have been thinking about our relationship. I realised all along I had been treating you as my ex. When I'm out with you, the one in my mind is her, not you. Sorry, but you were nothing but a tool to replace her. Let's end this miserable relationship. Bye," he hung up.WHAT........?I fell to the floor, shattered, shaking with disbelief. I called him again and again, but as usual he did not pick up. I texted him:To: ThomasDear? Can you tell me what's really happening? Why a breakup? I love you Thomas. I remember you saying the same thing to me just a few days ago. Why? You said i was the only one. When i doubted you you told me not to think that you were using me as a tool, and that your feelings towards me are real. Then why...?An hour later came the reply:From: ThomasGive it up. Even my best friend has given up on me. Now I'm giving up my family, my schoolwork, my friends, and you. Go away. It's over. Don't bother me again.I bit my lip to control my tears from falling again. I texted him 4-5 times more, begging him not to breakup with me. But the only reply was:From: ThomasFace it. I don't love you. Now fuck off.WAA...?I dropped my handphone, shocked with disbelief how much he has changed. The happy-go-lucky guy was replaced with a sad, lonely man in just a few days.I looked at myself in the mirror. A girl with a sullen face and swollen eyes faced me. Her hair was messed up, and her wrist was dripping with blood from the various cuts she did to herself. But hte most horrifying thing about her was her eyes- welled up with tears of disbelief, hurt, and yet still, love for a special person in her life. A part of her seemed to be missing, like how a puzzle lacked its pieces. Nothing more to look forward to. Nothing meaningful any longer. But she was determined. She believed that there had been love. She believed that he had his reasons. Most importantly, she was determined to get it back, regradless of how tiring it will be. She will go on with her life just by reading those messages her loved one sent her, giving her the push to continue, and never give up. She did not blame him, and will wait for the day for them to be together again.It was all because she loved him, and she still does- regardless of how much he had changed, and knowing that its still him...-End
quite long but very touching story if u are free u can read it...
Posted@ 5:19 AM