Move On

He was sitting alone in his room, on the bed, using his laptop to (not) watch his favourite movie. As the feature moved along, he became restless, he could not focus on the movie to distract his mind, put his mind at ease.

He had texted her so many times, even chatted at length with her for 1 or 2 nights, but, still, it seemed that he wasn't piquing her interest. He knew for a fact that she liked him earlier, but now, zilch.

It almost brought a tear into his eye. It had almost been an year since he had asked her out. He was hoping to get her interested into talking with him, but nothing seemed to work.

He had not noticed the signs of her affection before, just thought that she was being nice. He had always thought from the beginning that she was way too out for his league, maybe that is why he didn't get the signs, maybe that or that he was too dumb.

He had fallen in love with another girl then, and when she broke up with him, by helping him move on, she had just moved on herself. But, then, why had she kept his number on her phone still, why after all this time?

It was all very confusing and frustrating and all this just made him feel helpless, like a toad stuck in a well, yeah, not a frog, a toad. He never thought this would happen again, he had thought that he would not feel this pain again, this pain, which killed from the inside and defeated you from the outside, robbed you of the willpower to do anything.

He had become terrible at work nowadays, he had lost focus, all he craved for was his bed, to lie down in it and try to sleep, each day he would put on a movie or a sitcom to watch, but each time his emotions would seep in again.

Shit. Why had this happened? Why at this time? When he was where he wanted to be for the first time and his life? Why?

The last time it felt like he had come back from the dead, when she had told him,"I cannot be with you anymore."

When her lying to him had made him breakdown, killing him to his very core, when even after doing all that, smothering himself for her approval and even after getting that, fighting with everyone and himself to stay with her, when he was earning nothing and he had spent more than he could afford on a certain day, without even telling her about it, he didn't want to, he never wanted to and he still couldn't tell it to her, even after doing all that for her, she had said so easily that she wanted him to let her go, and he did.

And after that she went away for a long time, leaving him alone.

The same pain was back again, but he had to fight back this pain, because he had hope, that, eventually, this struggle would end and he would stop feeling this.

After a very long time had he wanted to be so romantically gooey with someone, but, alas, his atempts had failed.

As he wiped away the tear droplet from his face, letting out a sigh, only one thought came to his mind.

Only one thing is left to do, was move on.

MOVE ON.