I would start this piece of text with these words from a very famous song:“ Love will remember you Love will remember me”.
It’s a story of one crazy soul, a girl – who’s tolerance and love knew no boundries, a poetess by night and a fierce fighter by day. She was someone foolish yet sensitive, a mixture of madness and senses. She met a guy, as ordinary as we all are, but, he was precious to her. She fell in love real quick with him and told him too about her feelings. He was shocked and puzzled at the same time and gave an encouraging reply by saying you’re different and anyone could get lucky by having you. Right after a few days she saw him in a picture with one of her classmates, it was her birthday and he was invited. Seeing the closness, she inquired about the meet up to him. And suddenly everything changed, it was as if some magic spell had been blown on him, he turned into a stone hearted one for “her”. Yes! Not for any other person but only her. Then it became a casual practice that she would wait for him to come and on getting chance, would try to talk or ask about why he has changed, ( both were classmates in university ).
She used to fight for him behind his back, making people’s mouth shut when they try to say anything bad about him, she would try everything she could and she couldn’t or shouldn’t but all she got was sheer disrespect, if for her he was someone special, for him she wasn’t anything yet piece of shit, you can insert even something even more disrespecting cause his behaviour was terrible, I was amazed at the girl’s tolerance why was she doing it I couldn’t understand anyone would have left such disrespecting guy.
He never cared if anyone is present or not, not a single chance missed to show her that’s she’s not at all important, maybe to him, she wasn’t even human. I have seen her swollen eyes, her crying face, her tears and her pain. He also saw that, nothing was hidden from anyone, we all knew how much she loved him and many asked him to behave properly but he might had stone in chest rather than heart. I used to ask her to take care of her image, her health or her emotions but she never listened to anyone. I read her poems that she had written for him and those felt like bleeding words, how can someone love anyone this much, particularly if being treated this way.
He used to mock her love, I always wondered how can I get this tolerance. For a girl nothing is more precious than self-respect but it’s a thing I have seen that she never kept that in front of him. What a truly loving person is I don’t know but I have seen her crying, weeping many times lent my shoulder and I saw him flirting with every other girl of our class. One day she was sitting on his chair and we all were present there, suddenly he entered in class and in an offense tone said “ stand up! How the hell you dared sit here on my chair?” stunned and shocked she stood. And went on crying , that was the moment I felt disgusting. I heard him speaking bad about her to other girls bragging about how much she loved him in front of us and how he doesn’t care. Then we witnessed a big change, that classmate of mine stopped begging him or running after him, she was getting better with each passing day in terms of studies,looks and what not?.
Now, I caught him several times looking at her in a thoughtful manner, staring her every now and then. Then, he had a surgery a minor one, due to that he took two weeks’ off. On knowing this she burst into tears and reached for him again. It was not harsh as before this time for maybe 3,4 months there was no harsh gesture from his side although they weren’t in relationship and vividly she was still not over her self-created misery, but, at least it was not harsh if not encouraging from his side.
Right after that it was all repeated once again, she became the self-pitying individual, begging for his one soft look like the years back and he became that creul urdu-poetry kind of loved one who didn’t bother about any sufferings of lover. This time, it ended up quickly ( her self-torture phase ) as we all graduated that year. Since then I hadn’t had heard from her side, well-informed from his side due to social media. All I wish is maybe she would have understood that might possible she deserved better. And that there’s no need to torture ownself for any one who’s not meant to be in your life, after all we don’t get what we want but what’s better.
As I said in the beginning, love is going to remember them both in different words no matter if they forget each other.