seven years ago, i met the most humble lady i have ever known. the lady who taught me how to love and care, the lady who taught me how to respect and care, and the lady who taught me to never revenge instead care. it started as acquaintances then friends then best of friends then roommates then siblings however now it turned out as both individuals complete strangers.
i did feel miserably alone for the past few weeks. neglection was embraced, hurt and pain was vividly felt. nothing was comparable to those days that was rightfully owned by what i call "the hell month".
all i did was pure honesty. expressing anything about love for a man requires a lot of courage, strength and a kind of braveness needed in case of rejection. saying "i love you", if you mean it, is not hard but what is difficult is if the person who your telling it to understands what love really means. i said those words to her and all of a sudden i felt as if crushed ice literally fell on me. its as if someone powerful threw a jinx on me and told me that what i said was wrong. i felt i was hexed because i could not utter a word to support what just came out of my mouth. then suddenly a spank followed.
to be continued......
