''Her''

From day one it was easy; it was just so easy to love him. To be in love with him, to have love for him, to be so wrapped up in love that I became blind. Blind to the changes, the absences, the mishaps, and the loses.

You see it’s easy to have love for someone. The hardest thing, ‘’is when the person you love; stops loving you.’’ It was perfectly imperfect, him and I, you and me, just us two, indubitably. Though we were apart we belonged to one another, our eyes only saw each other.
Kisses through the phone, Hugs through a screen it was enough for us, I was his dream, and he was mine. I loved him with the very sickie of being, and he felt my love in spite of the miles. We had a haven, a cocoon of love. And then he broke it, and said '’We should be friends, we're much too young''.

Soon after he found someone else to fill my space, they sparked for a while, but their sparkle ended as a twinkle. For a while it was just us again, and my heart was beating once again, until one day he found someone else, and unlike the first time, their sparkle turned to a wildfire…

And just like that she took him, ripped him from my grasp and went he left that time, he took every bit of love I had. He took what was left of my heart, and he replaced me with HER.

Everything was about HER, the way she looked, the way she smelled, the way she made him feel, more than anyone else. He replaced me with HER, HER thoughts, HER antics, HER ideas; HER very essence was driven between us like a wall. A wall, I couldn’t get over, above or around. Sadness shadowed over me like a dark cloud. I couldn't bear to see or hear it and late at night I cried. I cried in bitterness and agony as the moments we once shared crept into my mind, I cried because those moments were now interrupted, corrupted and engulfed by HER.
And what hurt the most is as much as I wished to scream and cry and beg on my knees, I did none of the sort, for I was left with only one burning question...

Why HER, and not me?