Letter to the One That Got AwayA Story by Mifa"I slept and went in search for her, and when I found her, dragged her into my reality"Dear, Miss. It-Just-Won’t-Work-Out,
For what it’s worth, you were right. It never would’ve worked out between us. And it wasn’t because I didn’t love you as much as I proclaimed --although that could be debated. But, truth is, even though you stepped on me and walked away, in some convoluted twist of the cosmos alignment, you ended up being the stepping stone I needed to deserve better. You rid me of all encumbrances, so I could meet the girl of my dreams today.
Yeah, you heard right --the girl of my dreams; my very own Cleopatra.
I slept and went in search for her, and when I found her, dragged her into my reality. And I owe it all to you. Remember sometime ago when I said you were special? I meant it. And invariably, you’ve proved it.
I’m happier now without you. Needless to say that a part of me still harbors a tinge bit of resentment towards you; but the better part, clasps my palms and genuflect towards you in thanks. I still am very willing to kiss you tenderly on your forehead; emblazoning the sultry slime of my saliva on your skin. All of which would be in a bid to show my appreciation, before I run off to go plant a more sensual kiss on the luscious, soft crimson tainted lips of the girl of my dreams.
The point to me appreciation is quite concise. By shattering my dreams with your rejection, you may very well have, hitherto, made it come true.
So, thank you very much. I owe my ambivalent happiness to your bitter and vacuous rejection. Have a lovely life, which I assume is better without me in it. But that’s your loss, not mine.
Good bye and good riddance.
Yours truly, Mr. It-Worked-Out-Fine-For-Me P.S. I promise to send this to your mailbox soon. I have to go back to sleep. I have a date with the girl IN my dreams. © 2016 MifaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMifaLagos, South West, NigeriaAboutEver since discovering the incomprehensible powers of writing, I have become a slave to its every command. It’s cliché to say I love writing on a platform created for writers but F**k it,.. more..Writing
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