Disclaimer: This post was from the Tumblr Microblog Project originally posted 4 months ago.
Today, I’m letting my other half go.
It was a hard decision. I thought the other half was a perfect fit, and we would make a good pair.
I was excited.
The beginning was okay, far from perfect, but getting there. The other half wasn’t my ideal type but I didn’t demand for change because experience has taught me that making the relationship work is synonymous to accepting the person for who he/she is.
We were steady.
I remember how we would eat out and we were both quiet. How the other half kept the smoking habits from me like I have anything bad to say about people smoking. How the other half would jokingly invite everyone for a drink and then point names on who should pay the bills.
I expected a lot.
Then one day, all the lies came in like tidal waves. At first I was in denial. That was fast! We haven’t been together for a month right?
I looked for excuses within those lies. Maybe I was just overthinking.
But lies seem to have tongues of their own, back stabbing the liar who spoke them. Proofs came in one by one. The stalker that I am just aggravated the situation.
I demanded.
I asked for explanations, the other person gave more lies. The last time I remember, I was talking about the other half badly in front of everyone - which I know is bad, and which I feel terribly sorry for.
Doubts showered me upon introspection.
Who was at fault? Was it me because I failed to look beyond what the eyes see because I was blinded by my needs? Was it that person consciously hid the venomous fangs to save the deadly bite for later?
In the end, the other half stopped communicating. The other half stopped showing up. For some reason I felt used. I offered something in exchange for a commitment, but perhaps the other half doesn’t like trading. Eventually I got tired.
It wasn’t a love affair, but it still feels bad. It wasn’t a love affair, but in context, the relationship is like one.
PS:
After typing this, the author shouts: “Next applicant please!”
