A Letter From A Lover

Dearest darling Prerna,With every breath I take, u seem to be moving further and further away from me. Aye! Your thoughts burn a hole in my heart. I can still vividly remember the day you dumped me. “Its over, there is no future for us,” you had said. I rejoiced, celebrated, boozed, screwed. But now I know it was all for nothing.Do you remember the day I had got bitten? I hollowed and bellowed, but you just refused to let go, your teeth kept sinking deeper and deeper. That had confirmed my worse suspicions momentarily, “You bitch!!” I yelled. I swear ill take that back if you come back to me………..along with my passport, to which you had so easily helped yourself. Yes, I did read the note, “You not getting away so easily mister.” ‘Balls to her,’ I had stated! I am too broke to go anywhere in any case. But it is not the passport I want, I swear. You are the one for whom my black heart beats. The same heart you so mercilessly called black, the day I chased your mother’s dog out. Come on be rational, your mother needs a walking stick, not a dog to guide her. But you would never pay heed to my words, would you? Your calls completely stopped for an entire week. Alright ill correct myself, your missed calls stopped for an entire week.But most importantly let me clarify one thing, ‘there is nothing, absolutely nothing going on between me and Cherry ( Real name Chandralekha Chinnaswami Iyer), I mean all the speculations of me being in love with her are nonsense, I just stay with her, that’s all.’ And honestly I don’t give a damn when I hear about your fling with Cyril either. I know you couldn’t have slept with him, for god’s sake, he smells of horse shit. Plus Cherry has told me on numerous occasions that I am much better than him. And trust me she wasn’t in a position to lie.Forget it. Lets not talk about Cherry or Cyril. The time I honestly miss you is while having my meals. The “spoons” all around me keep reminding me of you. My house feels so silent without your moans, yells or swears. My neighbour had begun to take pity on me, quite often infact, until her husband found out. ‘Sigh!!’. Now my fight for the top is confined only with my boss. He’s giving me a tough time, especially after Cherry dumped him, not that I forced her to, but he fails to realize he is just not good enough.I saw the picture of Cyril putting that ring on your finger. It did make me jealous for a while, but then I smirked realising that Cyril would be better off giving finger-rings rather than going for the real stuff. You see, that sissy just isn’t man enough. I am sure you must have realised that by now. I am quite sure you realise he is humping you just to spike me, don’t you? Do you remember how two years ago I had been selected for a promotion above him? He is just trying to take revenge for that. Never mind he is a lot more successful than me now, but I am sure this bone of contention still persists in that vindictive vegetable.Do you remember the time you almost broke your nose. How I had sat and nursed it at seven in the morning. Alright, alright don’t begin to fret, you know I hadn’t done it intentionally, in fact I had told you not to wake me up early, but as usual, u had refused to listen. That reminds me of your nature of being accident prone, like the time the bike had gone over your foot. I swear I dint know you were standing there. Or for that matter…never mind let’s forget about it.Bottom line.................come back to me.