Will You?

Hi guys. Lets take a moment and try to imagine yourself in this situation.

Here we go. You used to be so crazy, madly, deeply in love with someone. Let’s just say you went head over heel, words can’t describe how much you were obsessed with this person. Until one day, this person hurts you. So bad that you can’t even cry about it as if your tears are indecisively being held back behind your eyeballs. So bad that you can’t even spell the first letter of their name. Then you avoided them, not because of hatred, but because you need to heal. Of course you can’t erase all the memories, after all it won’t be call a memory. Memories came to you during your quietest moments, you can’t get away from it.

Time flies. Your obsession to this person gradually decreased, and at one point you may say the obsession is gone. In a way, you just do not bother about the person anymore, what they are doing, where are they and who are they seeing. Yes, memories will still come haunting you, and for a minute or two, you will miss them so much. But you got used to it, it’s just a flashback.

When that person chose another person instead of you, you used to feel shattered and battered. But as time goes by, you think it’s none of your problem anymore. You moved on with life, with career, with friends, somewhat putting that person behind your back even though once in a while you still think of them. Occasionally, you still keep in touch with the person, but the chemistry is not as sizzling as before, nothing more than exchanging ‘hi’s and catching up on minor things.

With me so far? Ok, say one day, you bumped into the person after not seeing them for some time. The meeting didn’t end right there and then, instead you guys went for lunch together, just the two of you in somewhat a romantic corner of a restaurant. Nothing mushy-mushy happened though, just purely dining and chit-chat even though things seems to be a little awkward. While eating, the person accepted a phone call from her new person, they exchanged sweet words but somehow you didn’t get jealous as you used to be. Not even a little stint of jealousy.

So yea it’s time to part, you say goodbye and all. You feel happy to see the person again, glad that there is still a friendship between you and him/her. But before you actually left, the person gave you a gesture which indicates that he/she still cares. So you went home, somehow cherishing the lunch you just had earlier. But it’s still to early to celebrate, because some ’after-effects’ do not come instantly unless it’s cyanide. What do you think will happen to you after a day or so? Will your life carry on as always as if it was just another normal lunch with a friend? Or will the flame of passion you had before be rekindled? Or is it going to be somewhere in the middle? Will confusion overwhelm you?

I guess different people will have a different outcome about this. All I can say is that love is a poison, and once it flows in your blood, there might be a relief medicine, but there is no cure!