Called out!

Several weeks ago, I was traveling to my weekend getaway with my friends. I was shocked to recognize someone I had once loved. I caught myself unwittingly glancing over at that person. When I got close, I never imagined it would be him. He realized that I was staring at him, and I quickly turned my head away. Even though I know he saw me too, we both pretended we hadn't seen each other. I immediately told my pals about him, and in a flash, my friend went to meet him and joined us. I was certain that she did it on purpose. I was both anxious and pleased as he drew closer to me since he had once been someone I adored. We had a brief conversation and then we said our goodbyes as the bus I was in was about to move. I briefly felt joy as I thought back to my time spent with him. After some time, though, one of my friends advised me not to be overly excited about this. "This is how guys moved on", she says; "he doesn't even care to let you know that he is in Thimphu and wants to meet you atleast for once". I had to seriously consider this line. However, she was correct. I thought and always hoped that he would contact me atleast for once someday because he promised me that he would continue to love me even after breakup.

However, that day's unforeseen contact with him and the conversation with my friend caused me to lose all hope. I had to accept that he had moved on. By then and even now I am unsure if I had begun to hate him for dastardly meddling. I was torn between wanting to love him like I had in the past and wanting to resent him for what he had done. Speaking of which, I feel that I am the most foolish person to feel loved all this time when my love is just unrequited. Am I getting exposed? You decide but As I write this today, I have been dying laughing for the last half hour because I have never felt so called out in my life.