Two years ago, you came into my life, just when I thought and prepared myself to live solo for a lifetime. This was also the time when I felt that I was at a crossroads. I didn't know whether to stay in a job that didn't motivate me anymore or step out of my so-called comfort zone and find a real career in this brave new world.
At first, I thought you were just one of those random guys who had a habit of looking for someone to talk to by adding them up on social networking sites.
However, I soon realized that your name sounded familiar. Memories from our high school days flooded my mind. We were not really good friends then; we were merely schoolmates. The only thing that connected us was that one organization called CAT, of which we were both a part of.
Me, as one of those bona fide officers who had undergone training the summer before, and you, as one of those students required to join it in lieu of our PE class during senior year.
You were a popular basketball athelete, the kind the girls were always crazy about. But I also recalled that you had a girlfriend then. But unexpectedly, thanks to the influence of that social networking site, we were reconnected again.
We chatted, discussed things and memories of our high school life, and mostly about ourselves and our different points of view on love and relationships. Our discussion, which lasted for almost a week, became more personal and intimate. I realized that my curiosity had taken a different turn. I was beginning to like you deeply, not just a friend, but more than that.
YOU ARE READING
To the man I thought was already the one
Short StoryThis short story would tell us how to be strong and to move on....that not all break up needs closure, sometimes acceptance is the first step for us to move on. Happy reading friends!😘
