Friday, February 9, 2018

Hollow Emotion Part 2

Maria walks into the class room. Its empty. The windows are open and the wind is blowing. The soft breeze whispers in her hair "You are hollow". A slight tear drops down through her eyes. I am hollow. She repeats on her mind. She recalls her conversation with Bonny.
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Maria: I am sorry, but I don't feel that way about you. May be not a million times but I have said it enough times why don't you understand?

Bonny: Because I like you and I cannot stop myself from caring about you. I feel like we have this connection. I have this hope I want to hold onto. May be if I could show you my heart then you could see that I am mad about you. I have tried to stop caring and just move on. But, every time I do, I fall for you harder.

Maria feels sad as she recalls this conversation. She has told Bonny she has no romantic feelings. Somehow, Bonny does not accept it. Bonny is hoping they have a chance of having a happy ending.

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All she wants is a company of a true friend. A friend who does not bitch about you behind your back. A friend who cares about you because they just do. A friend who is not expecting any romantic endeavours from you. A friend who is there just to be your friend. She just wants someone to come into her life to stay. To stay in her good times and her bad ones. To stay so they can laugh about the old days in old years.

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I care about you. As a friend, I care about you. I want you to stay. As a friend, I want you to stay. I am sorry I am too friendly for my own good. May be my nature presents myself as interested. How wrong but that is. I am not doing fine.
With this thoughts on her mind, she stops abruptly. Abruptly because she sees some eyes staring into her mind. Like someone is reading through her lines. She stops. No she cannot explain. No, nobody understands. Its tragic to be in a one sided love. Its even more tragic at times to be on the other side of the story of one sided love. You care about them, and you know they wont stay. You cannot ask them to stay cause that would be too selfish. You don't feel a thing because you are hollow. Nothing romantic on your side. And you are sad to realise may be you are loosing someone that really cared for you.

But stop. Please stop. This is a one way traffic. Its a single handshaking. Its apple and not strawberry.