Hi, I’m Aaisha and I used to love a guy. A guy that loved me too, at least he used to say that. His name is something I don’t wanna remember. He was dark, tall and handsome, everything a girl would want, what I didn’t want was also there. He was a typical guy who flirted with a lot of girls, liked smoking and drinking, even smoked pipes and marijuana and other junk like that. But, I didn’t care at all, I still loved him with all my heart and soul. I used to meet him a lot. We were both very much into each other. We were both in different colleges, pursuing different courses. Things were getting really serious by the time and then one day he decided to confess his feelings to me. He texted me and I was not shocked, I actually saw it coming but I was not really sure about a commitment. I was so confused if I could do a relationship, it was to be my first. I asked for some time and he happily agreed to give me plenty. Then we both got busy, I had my exams, I wanted to concentrate there and so I did. Our talking reduced, meeting just became zero, because I was only into my studies. After my exams were over, I gave a good thought upon what I actually wanted and whether I could do it also or not. And I decided I can do it and I wanted to do it too. I met him and confessed my feelings to him, what didn’t come to my understanding was his expression of surprise as if everything was over and he was not at all expecting this to ever happen. I felt like a bimbo, saying everything that was in my heart and getting nothing back in response. When I asked him about his reaction, he said he couldn’t wait that much and had already given up on us. I was stunned, if he was that into me and agreed to give me time too, what was the problem now. Where was all this come from! I had no idea, I was blank. With time, we almost seperated, no contact, nothing. I messaged quite a few times but the response I got was very hurtful so I stopped trying only. Now, it’s been 3 years that this thing happened, he’s still in my mind and heart. Although, I say I don’t miss him but ofcourse I do. However, I’ve decided that now I won’t look back, concentrate on me and just me, be happy always and love myself more than anyone else. He hurt me once, twice and now the count is over, I’ll not give anyone the chance to ruin my life or play with my feelings. It’s hard time that I save myself from people who’re morons. I LOVE myself and only myself. I’m stronger than ever because what doesn’t kills you makes you stronger. A small piece of advice for girls n guys out there, make yourself a priority once in life and people will automatically love you and respect you! 🙂