Message Received
It was almost midnight
when my phone beeped. My mind was set on the
poem I just started writing.Clearly, I don’t want
any disturbances but that sudden text
message made my heart beat fast. Though I’m having
second thoughts of reading the message,I cleared my mind and
decided to open it.The message was from an
unknown number.Without reading the
message I would know who sent it.
It’s been like this for
more than a year: An unknown number, a
familiar text style…I couldn’t have
mistaken it for somebody else.How could I? When I’ve
grown so accustomed to it for so long. With all the oddness
this world has to offer,I wouldn’t bother
deciphering what you’re up to with that message. I shouldn’t care
anymore since I’ve already moved on. Except that I wouldn’t
be at peace unless I’ve done the opposite. What was on my mind
when I sent you a message back? Just a moment ago I was
reading my poems.Most of which are
written with you on my mind.Time had passed but had
never erased the memories of what we used to be.But that night was like
chalk and cheese.You weren’t so keen on
insisting your feelings for me.I should be happy about
it.This is how I wanted
things to be.
Promises are supposed
to be broken. You’ve taught me to
believe in that ideology. But how come you’re
reversing things now?There’s really no need
for you to keep those promises now,I don’t care if you’re
in a relationship or perhaps wooing a girl.It doesn’t make sense
why you have to tell me these things.I have moved on and I’m
happy that were on parallel paths. After all, I should be
affected. I can’t. And I won’t.
Just now I realized
what you’re up to...You wanted to tell me
that you’re completely over me.Message received! So
from now on, let’s forget OUR story and for the second
time, I’m taking an oath never to write you a poem ever again.
