” We were just sitting around the bonfire and enjoying the guys playing the guitar while some of us sang along. I don’t know when it happened, but suddenly I was aware of my hand touching hers and she didn’t pull hers away. When I looked at her, she too held my gaze and then before we knew it, we leaned across and kissed. I swear it was only a kiss. It only happened that one time. I love you and swear by you it won’t happened again. See if it had meant something, I won’t be telling you about it. “
” The only reason you told me is because I caught you
texting sexting to each other. “
” No, no, it doesn’t mean I am unfaithful to you. Pls believe me I love you. It was just a silly call of the wind and I got carried away. “
When did I become immune to this drama in my 5 yrs old relationship, I can’t recollect the exact moment or the exact girl; but somewhere I did get numb over it.
Maybe it was the furtive phone calls taken in the loo while I waited on the dining table to eat a meal together.
Could be the way we stopped having sex as I would turn cold at his touch, having realised he is coming from someone’s bed.
Was it when the compliments stopped, or was it when there were just too many in one evening?
Maybe it was when we began to have meals in such absolute silence that the cutlery crockery noises sounded like an obscene racket.
Or just maybe it was when I just knew that the “call of the wind” is just his way of letting me know that “I am bored of you now.”
It’s then that I realised he will never change and I have to choose either to live with his indiscretions or have the guts to walk out and start living again.
It was the call of the wind for me too, to realise that I have the strength and the option of making my choices for my life…………!!!!!!
This is the final post for the Barathon with Blog-a-rhythm and todays prompt is Call of the Wind which to me denotes the heart guiding the way! How do you relate to it dear readers?
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