Playing With Fire

Let’s talk about love. Or whatever it is, now that is polluted by some heartless creatures.

This is based on true story (I blog no lie, okay?), so we have to go back to 21st September, 2012. On that very fine day, I got a text from a stranger. Just a simple “hi”, so I replied back and ask who the hell the sender is. The sender didn’t immediately answer the question, but later he introduced himself as Izs, live in Shah Alam.

Normal conversation took place and we get to know, on the surface, about each other. He told me that he originally from Klang but stay in Section 7. He is taking some course regarding art in UiTM Shah Alam, he is humble and not handsome, one year older than me. He also told me that his mom didn’t mind about his sexuality. He also told me that his previous boyfriend died of road accident. Okay, enough talking about him, which is not even proven to be true or not.

Well, you know, I’m that type of person that easily falling in love with someone who is sweet and caring. So I did fall in love a bit with him. He asked me to go out to go there and there but that never happened. He making lot of excuses. He kept on being so mysterious about himself, which I don’t like and I told it to him.

He once said he got something to tell me but he don’t have the gut to do so. He never told me about that again, we didn’t contacted for awhile from 13th October until today, 27th November where I told him that I might know him.

We did met before, actually, even go out for karaoke session and late supper at McD, but he never mentioned that he is actually the one who have been sending the texts to me.

Today, he apologize for what he have done to me and playing games; he was texting me just because his friends asked him to. He said I have the right to hate him and to blacklist him from his life but as a professional myself, I replied:

“I hate no one, I blacklist no one. I don’t used that barbaric way. It’s okay, things happened. People playing games, some win some lose.”

I forgave him awhile ago, when I’m letting him go and he is no more relevant to my life’s dictionary. So, here is the thing people. Don’t play with people feelings. Never. Did you know, the scar that you made on that heart, stay forever? And remember, karma always exist. And to the people like me, there is nothing wrong to be in love. God embrace love. Take this as an experience and lesson to learn, so no fool will be fooling with us again in the future. We lose nothing though. We won some experiences.

p/s: Way to go gay, proving once again why you guys are sucks. Why can’t we just be in love sincerely? 

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