The last goodbye!

So I really do not think that I learn from my mistakes not when it comes to the matters of the heart. As hard core as people presume me to be I forget all about it once I start to love. They call it blind I call it a bad infection that has got no cure, no prevention and once I get it, I get it good, right to the toes. 

After the break-up I thought I had gotten over the infection and I was ready to rumble. I was going hard core again but have you ever felt stupid trying so hard to be mad at someone yet you can get mad enough because you  always end up forgiving them? Well, that was me 'hardcore' but not hardcore enough because I fell for the trap hook, line and sinker. For a minute, I thought things will be okay, I could see us getting back together and solving all our problems and like I said for a minute and once the 60 seconds was over the newsflash hit me like a tornado and the words no woman wants to hear came out from his mouth,"There's someone else!"

This was not flashing news to me or shocking story but it hit me hard that I stopped thinking. That moment when everything stops moving and everything is still. I finally knew it was over. All the hope, silent wishes, whispering prayers that things will work out stopped and the factory for that production was closed. I closed my eyes and tears streamed down like a barrel of stored wine and I couldn't stop myself  from crying for about two hours or so. I felt like I was cut through the heart and I needed a surgeon but it wont be soon until I get one.

I looked at him and could think of anything else except "I am happy for you!" and continued my weeping as I left his presence. I now awaited a journey that I wish I could fast forward but its something I had to do.