The breakupsA Story by Fariha Tahseen KarimLove can never be described in words.
The broken pieces of glass were untouched; they shimmered in the moonlight. I thrived to walk on them but my mind was already bleeding.'I'm going to find someone better than you,' I shrieked, but my heart pounded so hard that my chest ached. i thought my life plunged into darkness. He left me shattered.
The next morning seemed menacing to me and the air grew colder. A stench of treachery floated in my room and a chill ran down my spin. The sky remained gray and sunless. I could hear a romantic music, which sprinkled spices on my deeply wounded heart, as it reminded me of him. On my way to school I murmured the song 'We are never getting back together' by Taylor Swift.The only things I noticed was the grey sky, perched stalky bushes and a leave that hung from a naked, curled up tree in damp air. My boyfriend, I mean ex-boyfriend, Richard lurched towards when he saw me enter the class room. He had an ignoring expression and sardonic smile set on his face. He quickly took a birds-eye view of my feet and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw my feet had no scars. 'I didn't walk on the broken pieces of glass,'I said, with a grin. He shrugged. The sun drenched weather made my dress stuck wetly to my body. The sultry wind invaded the hall room where i curled up in the corner and shed tears helplessly. He saw me and paused. I knew he would come to ease my pain. And he did scurry towards me with long strides, brushing his sandy blond hair with speckles of caramel colored streaks. But to my surprise he shoved me and shrieked 'Get your butt off my spot'. The next few hours were spent by tearing each other apart. He gave me a shower of insult and I threw him in the hole of embarrassment. I dashed out of the hall room and headed to my classroom. 'I caught you sobbing,' my best friend, Annable said, giggling. 'Nothing happened,'I said 'Richard dumped you?' 'No, I dumped him' 'What's the number?' 'Twenty fifth time. But this time he is serious, I'm sure, more than sure' 'Oh please. If he didn't love you, he wouldn't have stopped you from crying' 'He insulted me!' 'No. He distracted you. The moment he entered the hall, you stopped sobbing. Why can't you see his love?' Annable babbled and I pretended to listen to her. All her attempt to show me his love was fruitless Ring, Ring. The school bell rand and I jumped out of History class, feeling free. Our history teacher tried her best to draw my attention for the last two hours but I sank in my diaphanous thoughts. I saw Richard 's jolly face and I had goosebumps. I couldn't bear his ice-blue eyes, which drives the 'other' girls insane, not me. Suddenly, Annable dragged me towards Richard. She removed her raven-black hair from her forehead with a keen a smile. There was an awkward silence and then I opened my mouth to abuse Richard, but instead I found out my lips were on his. His fingures were in my mahagony shaded hair and eyes locked on my watery eyes. As we sunk into an unbearable feeling, he pulled me closer and closer. Everyone murmured 'aww', seeing us gracefully penetrating each other. Recalling the whole incident, I laughed my heads off. He gazed at me unwaveringly and said,' When you crack a smile the world gets upside down.''Then I'll stop smilling because if the world turns upside-down, I won't see you the way you are right now.'I said holding him tight. © 2014 Fariha Tahseen KarimAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on November 17, 2014 Last Updated on November 17, 2014 Tags: its love or what? AuthorFariha Tahseen Karimchittagong, islam, BangladeshAboutIf a glass is half full and half empty, I see it as half empty because I know I have the ability to fill it up. Just like fire is hungry for woods, I am also famished and want to consume more and more.. more..Writing
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