3 year’s later

Nombuso



I smiled as I took a sip on my red wine, I still couldn’t believe it that I had just graduated. The club was full of my classmates who had made it all too happy to drink away the alcohol.

I should be dancing and happily drinking but I had barely even touched my wine. “Hey.” Ayabonga said making him face him “You look like you are miles away, what’s wrong?”

I nod a little as I look down on the table, how was I supposed to tell him that I wished it was Mpilo sitting on the chair he was on.

He always felt like he was second best and I could not blame him. I looked at him, boy is he handsome. Nothing like Mpilo, he is focused, about to have a wonderful career as an accountant , and he knows what he want.

I should be over the moon having such a man but I wasn’t. I shift my eyes as I watch the other students dance, and as some threw their graduating caps on the air.

“You thinking about him.” It was no question, he knew that I was. I fiddled with my hands as I looked around the club anywhere but him.

I heard him stand up “I can’t do this anymore.”

It was at this moment that I was supposed to tell him that I never wanted to lose him and how sorry I was and grab his hand like on the movies begging him not to go, but I didn’t.

3 months of us dating was not enough for me to get up and run after him. I watched him walked out of the door and not even once had he turned around and looked at me.

There was just a little sting on my heart as I realised he was really gone.

I gulped down the rest of my wine and hurried out of the club and quickly got on a taxi.