Dear Silence, please spare me the Treatment.

Mar 2, 2018 · 2 min read

Silent Treatment.. How I can’t stand this word,how I can’t stand what this whole thing makes me feel.

He loves me. I know he does. By the look in his eyes. The way he holds me. The long phone calls ( more calls less texting for me) His assurance. The little things. It’s always the little things!To say the least,I’m happy. Happy that I’m with someone who brings out the best in me. Someone who knows how to be a man. My Karim!

Then something happens.

One day after our normal conversations, i did not get a call or a text or anything back. I assumed he was busy. His tight schedule ain’t no joke. So i stay patient.

Seconds turn into minutes. Minutes into hours. Hours into days. Days into nights. And now a month. Not a word from him.

My calls unreturned, emails not replied & nothing. Not a word from him. Not a knock on the door. Wow.

Here I am.

I am not angry. I am not heartbroken. Not because I did not love this man, but because some things are beyond me.

You can not just go MIA on someone you claimed to love. Did I do anything wrong? Did I trigger the silence? Why can’t people be adults & communicate. Not even a ‘goodbye I can’t do this anymore’?

I have had to Google on why people serve others this silence thing & the responses are crazy. Whatever the reason is, I totally loathe this kind of behaviour I call stupid & immature. Communicate. Talk. Text. Say something. Don’t blue tick me. And even worse, don’t fucking go silent on me!

It sucks. Sucks so bad. But I still am breathing, sigh.


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