BreathlessAnt's Blog

Soon this romantic idyll comes to an end
I get teary eyed as we say goodbyes
He too seems affected while departing
Both unsure about what will happen to us

He goes back home, we fall into the old rote
Umpteen lovey dovey sms’/ msg’s every day
Long late night calls that give us pleasure
And do oh so much to rekindle the passion

Weeks rush past, and months fly by
Our careers and jobs keep us preoccupied
We barely find the time to stop and think
Of if, how and when we can love again

Then comes his call saying he’s visiting me
On the way to a chance at this new job
I am happy to know of this great avenue
For us to be living so much closer

A week before hand, he changes his plans
And bypasses me to fly directly there
His calls and sms’ go inexplicably missing
He even stops responding to my overtures

A fortnight later, and I dare to make that call
His voice indicates that he’s hiding something
A voice in the background sends an enquiry
A hushed “It’s just a friend” - a quick hang up

I go into denial, shocked and clammy skinned
Fearfully retreat into the safety of my shell
Hope that things aren’t what they seem
Wonder if someone’s taken my man away

A week later, and yet another ponderous call
It’s worse - the phone is answered by “her”
An unfamiliar voice asks me “who are you�”
Then laughs and asks me to identify her

A few guesses later, she reveals her name
I vaguely recollect it from my list of “friends”
She says “chill, I’ve taken him under my wing
in order to meet his each and every need”

I ask her if I may talk to him now please
He comes on the line, clearly excited
As he extols about her virtues and her views
And tells me of how sweet she’s been!

Now I don’t know if he’s back to home base
If he’s got the job, or is just her new toy boy
The lack of all further contact between us
Surely tells that he’s not mine any more