Now He’s Gone!

She loved him the best she could. Or at least she thought she did. But unfortunately that wasn’t enough. He wanted more. More which she sadly wasn’t in a position to offer. Now he’s gone!

She was and is happy for him, in fact ecstatic. Happy cause he found someone better, scratch that, best is the right term. Happy cause he’s going to be happy, happiness that has long been overdue.

Happy for him cause now he has someone to hug him tight and tell him it’s going to be okay on those bad days. Happy cause now he has someone to call ‘mine’. She’s happy he’s no longer alone in this lonely world.

But her happiness has some gray area. There is a tint of sadness amidst this new found joy. She’s afraid (for lack of a better word). Afraid like a little princess at the corner of her bedroom in a quiet dark castle all alone.

He was the closest and best guy friend she had. The one she could send voice notes to in the middle of the night crying when things were going south. And he knew just what to do and say to make her feel better. Now he’s gone!

The one that would travel miles to come see her when she wasn’t doing fine. The one guy that truly loved her for who she was. The guy that gave her her first birthday gift in 19 years ~ a beautiful white wrist watch with blue flowers. Now he’s gone!

The one she could text an entire paragraph or two narrating how her day was with every bit of minute detail. The one she could call when the monthly visitors arrived unexpectedly and he would get the necessary for her. Now he’s gone!

Should she still call him? Should she she still text him? She wonders. As she awaits to answer these, time flies. The silence increases the distance between them. She misses him but she’s afraid to find his telephone number. She’s afraid of going to his chat and so she archived him.

Once in a while the lachrymal glands are stimulated at the thought of losing him forever. But she holds them tears back, wipes off the thoughts and focuses on something else.

Putting herself in the other girl’s shoes, she would not want her boyfriend to have a female close friend. So she restrains herself and keeps off his contact.

The new lady is an amazing one. She truly loves him and for that she loves her and wishes them the best. So as much as she misses her guy friend, she keeps off him. And looks forward to receiving an invitation card to a holy matrimony wedding in a few years time.