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29 November 2008, the sky was in a mixture of colours – red, orange and blue. The last remaining sun beams comforted me with its warmth. A slight breeze blew, and the leaves rustled along with it. I stood on the rooftop, feeling all alone. I felt like I was stripped of my happiness. I felt empty, felt as if nothing else mattered anymore. Tears of hurt and pain streamed down my face as emotions took over my whole self.

Suddenly, the sky was overcast with dark , ragged clouds. Fat raindrops fell, dripping down my face, hiding away the tears. The weather had changed so quickly, just like how everything did. Strong winds blew, chilling me to the bone, but it no longer mattered. I stood there on the rooftop, waiting for him to reappear with an umbrella, and then wrap me in his strong and comforting arms, telling me that everything was okay, and that he was sorry, he didn’t mean what he had said. He was the one who told me he would never let me go, that losing me would make him the biggest loser. He had told me ‘I love you’ so many times in a day that I could lose count. But now, as he walked away, he took everything away from me, my happiness, my joy, and my life. Every step he took was like a knife stabbing into my heart. From that moment on, he was in my head like a song from a radio, replaying itself over and over again, bringing back memories from the past one month.

One month ago, I did not know the real meaning of love. I had been in a few relationships, but they always felt so empty, like it was lack of something. But those feelings ended when I met him. He was just like Prince Charming, with eyes so mesmerizing you could get lost in them, skin perfectly tanned, and hair flopping down on his face in a cute manner. He was the type of guy you could stare at for the whole day without even noticing it or minding or feeling tired of it. There was a special atmosphere around him, it would envelope me in warmth and love. Seeing him made my heartbeat beat faster and faster and made me wish that time could stop exactly at that moment. It felt like I was in another world whenever he appeared.
It felt like he was my Prince Charming, but what if I’m not his Cinderella?

Then one day, the whole mystery about my feelings when being around him ended. As he took my hands in his, I felt warm and fuzzy all over, and my heart skipped a beat. When he whispered gently in my ear ‘I love you’ , my heart almost stopped beating. Pulling me in for a hug, I finally felt as if I had finally found what I was lacking and was looking for. Cold winds blew, chilling me to the bone, but it didn’t matter anymore. Because I knew I would never feel cold or lonely again. He was like a guardian angel God had sent down to Earth for me, to protect me, to love me, and to be there for me always.

The next month spent with him was like being in paradise. We would chat on the phone until late at night. My handphone inbox was flooded with his messages. My life seemed to evolve around him. Everything about me was him. He filled up my mind even till the littlest corner. When he wasn’t by my side I would miss him so much it could drive me crazy. I gave him all my love, so much I thought it could run out soon, but it didn’t. As the days past, my love for him grew stronger and stronger. Thinking of him became my favourite pastime and a duty of my daily life. When he was with me, he could turn minutes into hours, making my time with him feel like eternity. He would whisper sweet nothings in my ear, making me feel like melting like a block of butter under a scorching sun. When his soft lips met mine, I knew I had finally found the right one. With him by my side, I felt free of everything. He made me feel like I was everything, like I was playing an important role in his life. I wanted to be with him forever, and walk down the remaining road with him.
But they say forever is nothing but a lie and a deception.

And then came one day, when everything ended on a painful note. We just had our third major quarrel, and he had asked me to meet him on the same rooftop where we had gotten together. It was in the evening, and the sun was setting. The sky was a mixture of colours – red, blue and orange.

He was standing there, with his back facing towards me and his hands shoved in the pockets of his Bermudas. His hair was ruffled, and his head was bent down.

Running towards him, I wrapped my arms around his waist, embracing him, waiting for him to turn around and envelope me in his warm hug, and tell me everything was okay and that things would be back to normal. But it didn’t happen. Instead, he gently tore himself away from me. Facing me, he said ‘Reed, its not going to work out. We’re drifting apart, and I know you are feeling it too. No matter how hard you or I try, things still aren’t working out and I’m tired of watching all our efforts go down the drain. Loving you is like a duty for me, and I still do, but it seems impossible for us to return to how it was like in the beginning -’

As those words left his mouth, I saw sadness and pain reflected in his face. I felt it, and I knew that those three painful words were going to be said, but I refused to take it in, praying hard to God that he wasn’t going to say it.

‘ I still love you, and you know it too, but I’m sorry Reed, but let’s break up.’

And then, avoiding my eyes, he walked away, just like that, leaving me on the rooftop, shattered with tears streaming down my face, and feeling as if my whole world had just caved in on me.