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The Chronicles Of Mummy Liew
. . . . .When silliness overthrows routine. . . . .


Monday, August 28, 2006

Girl meets boy. Girl likes boy. They begin a relationship. Boy starts to get bored with girl. Boy starts to lie. Boy made girl cry. Boy broke her heart. Girl is left alone again.

When a relationship sours, there is often a lot of pain, a lot of unanswered questions. But how did a seemingly perfect relationship managed to break down gradually? If both parties truly love each other, why isn’t the relationship strong enough to withstand all the hardship? What is exactly wrong?

I used to love someone very much. He was my all. In a teenager’s world, where relationships and love are relatively new, my feelings for him felt like nothing before. I experienced flushes and my tongue would tie itself together if I would to talk to him. I never felt anything like that before.

I began to have a crush on him and was ecstatic when he asked for my number. We went for a date, and had a wonderful time. Then, I thought, if this could last forever, maybe fairy tales do exist.

We started a relationship, something sweet and fluffy and everything nice. We had our little quarrels, and ‘cold wars’ like every one else. I stood by him no matter what, even when he had done things the wrong way and had to be punished. I stood by him because I believed this is what a girl in love would do.

My friends were telling me not to be stupid and waste my time on him. But I braved on, all in the name of love. Thinking back on my actions now, they were indeed funny and even silly. But did I ever regret it? I still do not have the answer now.

We eventually broke up; he was the one who insisted it. He did all he could to make me hate him. He succeeded. I hated him so much. I thought all my efforts were wasted.

2 years passed. Our mutual friend met him again on day on the street. They chatted and promised to meet up. One night during their chat on MSN, he asked about me. My friend told him I am happily in a relationship now and had got on with life. He told my friend to send his regards to me.

My friend asked if I still hate him. I had no answer.

Till now, 5 years after our failed relationship, I still had dreams about him. The dreams were vivid and always tinged with sadness and guilt when I woke up. Am I destined to live with his memories forever?

Brain freezed @
5:37 PM