The Love which got lost

Love knows no boundaries , love knows no colour and love knows NO RELIGION , i know that, he knew it, they also knew it but they did not want to admit. He was 17 and i was 16. our love was so strong, maybe that’s why it never lasted. we met in a debating class and he did not want to admit that he lost to a girl, so he spent more time with me because he wanted to study his opponent but instead, one thing led to another and one random discussion changed the way we looked at each other, but later on, it changed our lives. You can say it’s crazy young love, or at least like.He who was the friendliest and most respectful one. Everyday or at least a couple times a week he would text me and vice-versa, soon, I didn’t have to text him first.

Then came summer break that stopped me from meeting him on a daily basis. I moved on, for a while until he told me. He was leaving in a month, to another continent, halfway around the world with a huge time difference and then my world shattered apart.

He called me later that week. Our very first call and he sent shivers down my spine. Every time I hear his voice I get this ‘sugar rush’. We called for the rest of the week and the whole time, I didn’t stop crying.

The most painful thing was that he fancied me too.

My grades dropped and I told a someone who I thought I could’ve trusted, everything. And that someone was the counselor.

One week left, I cried more but we got closer from not talking at all to actually conversing at school.

I enjoyed my ‘last’ days with him. And on the week left he told me something I never thought I would’ve heard. He isn’t moving halfway around the world, he’s gonna stay.

We didn’t stop calling and when he did stay, our counselor scolded him. Saying he should stay away from me because I’m still focusing on my studies. She threatened to take things higher if he didn’t. I knew this because I caught her red-handed, scolding him in the library.

He called me that night, asking me what I wanted. He said we shouldn’t let her bother us and that he didn’t want to be a distraction. I moved on and got closer to him. We still continued to talk then we met by accident on a mall. A teacher spotted is and told the counselor. Who really did take things further. We weren’t allowed to have any contact. Nada, nothing or she would get one of us expelled.

. we went to the mall on Friday to draw up the whole plan. What to say,How to say it and all. We held hands as we walked out of the restaurant just like we usually did, and my goodness we bumped into his parents, the was no way out. they saw us before we saw them. we don’t even know what they were doing at the mall on a Friday afternoon. his dad greeted me with this shocked face as his mom pulled him to the side. “My goodness what the hell are you doing holding hands with this girl …you know ….she wont stand by you…after all she belongs to the A community way different from ours”, she said. and i heard her. his dad asked for my name and age, the conversation went on between mother and son as the father tried to keep me busy so that i did not hear anything, but i did. he kept explaining that he was waiting for the right time to tell them that he had a girlfriend, but really his mom did not care that he had a girlfriend, what she cared about was that he had a muslim girl friend.

She did not say a word to me she pulled her son away and they took off,his dad left me standing there. i waited for a call the whole night but it never came through. no text no skype. nothing to explain what happened and if we are still telling them the next day, but it was pretty obvious that we were not going to.I knew right there that something was wrong. so i started drawing up the possibilities. i had a lot of “what ifs in my head.

I couldn’t sleep the entire weekend, I was hurt. On Monday we met at school. We skipped classes and just sat the whole day. We hardly spoke, we just sat there, in each other’s arms, we made the most of the moment because we knew that any time this could end. I went home that afternoon, and spoke to him on the phone, just after super I received a call from the principal. He wanted me to come to school the next day(the day being a Saturday). When we got the the next day he was there too.He made us break up in front of the teacher and school councillors. He literally said “tell her that its over”. He explained how much of a distraction he was to my education. He surprised us all when he said he can’t, with his head bowed down. That gave me power, I refused too. My brother sat me down when I got home and gave me a lecture about heart breaks and all. I did not listen. I was in love.

his parents took him out of the school in the middle of the year, but that did not help, we made plans on weekends to see each other. When I was doing matric, he was supposed to be doing his first year, but he took a gab year instead even though i was against it. We’d spend weekends together. My first road trip was with him. On my 17th birthday I had a big formal party, and i invited him. He came but his presence was a big deal. His mom for some reason showed her true colors. That woman never pretended for anyone. That’s what I liked about her. My mom asked them to leave, everyone was shocked and my sister tried to calm her(my mom) down, she didn’t take it, for the first time in my life, that woman made me cry, my boyfriend was behind me, he left my party left with me,i did not say a word in the car, i had nothing to say. He asked if i was okay, but i did not want to lie so i just kept quiet.. he made a whole lot of promises, he promised that he would not leave me.. it wasn’t for the first time but I felt like it was.

Two weeks later I got my results and I passed well, I got accepted to study law. I was happy and he was happy for me but he looked sad. The next day, he didn’t show at school, my heart shattered into pieces. I went home in the evening and tried to reach him. But the line went dead and a record played.

“Sharon, I’m so sorry but we can never be together. Goodbye.”

The tears fell freely and it went worse when I found out that he has left .my complete world had met its end.

He was leaving soon. He promised that he will visit often,But we both knew that it wouldn’t work. On the day he left, his friend drove me to the airport. He was my friend too. We got there 30 minutes before. I ran into his arms and I just cried. His mom was sad,for the first time i saw her crying but I did not care, I begged him not to go. Everyone at the airport was looking at me but I did not care. I bagged him but I knew he had to go.

there was only one thing that could make him stay. The truth. But something stopped me. I let him go instead.. I was done fighting.

. After that day at the airport. I never heard from him……

Years Later He came but then the love had already been buried in the sand of time.She understood it as an infatuation whereas he still loved her .She was guilty this time…but her guilt couldnot give him the commitment.