Khanyisile

Weeks turned into months and months turned into years. In the past 3 years I have successfully managed to stay single where I had managed to convince my mind that it was okay for me to focus on my career but behind closed doors when I was alone, I wondered if I had made the wrong decision.

I have even changed where I stayed and still the universe didn’t bring us together. Once in a while I passed by his art museum hoping that maybe, just maybe I will see him but I never did.

I was miserable without him and that goes without saying, even my friends saw it before me.

I traveled the world, hoping that I will forget about him but I never did.

“Call him.” Simone said one time when we were meeting for coffee “No.”

Simone rolled her eyes and took my phone, the phone rang once or twice and went to the message that this phone is not registered anymore.

I stalked his social media but it felt useless, he hid everything from people who weren’t his friends.

I thanked the waiter who came to refill my coffee. I have been staring at my laptop screen in which I have barely got any work done.

When I looked out the window I saw him, and this time it was not someone that almost looked like him, it was him. I ran out of the coffee shop, I would have ran after him and said some lame excuse of small world when I saw him holding hands with another woman.

Even from here I could clearly see that she was beautiful, I watched him as he smiled and looking at her like she was the only woman in the world.

My heart broke and shattered into millions of pieces.

It should have been me holding hands with him like that, me.

I walked inside the coffee shop and packed my stuff and settled the bill and ran out.