"Some wounds don't bleed, they just echo in silence "
I never thought that the people I once called my friends would be the one's to draw the blade.
It all started so beautifully, David and I. I met David in the weirdest way you could ever imagine, I met him through my classmate. Bemi he is David's bestfriend. I told bemi that I saw a guy downstairs that is butt was surprisingly big then he laughed little did I know bemi told David what I said about his oddly big butt but David laughed and asked for a video of me, bemi told me, so when I got home and sent bemi a video of myself and wrote under the video "for David "with emojis, immediately bemi told me that David was with him and he saw everything I was so embarrassed and shy, bemi said David wanted my number I was so shy cause I was embarrassed but he ended up giving David my number. We started talking and immediately we clicked, he saw right through all those noise in the world. And he did, he saw me or at least I thought he did.
But not everyone wanted us happy, I really love private relationships but David practically begged me to be posting us cause we met up together and we took videos. The same classmates that kept replying under every post about us and said you looked "so cute together" started whispering behind my back.
They couldn't break us by spoiling his name to me, I didn't believe the lies they told about him. I knew his too well for that, but when they realized i couldn't be returned against him they changed plans. This time they came for me they were spreading rumors, dark ones said I was "too friendly" with boys, that I did "things" behind closed doors. They said I wasn't who I pretended to be and somehow even though I thought David of all people knew me better, he believed them.
I remember when I was facing a difficult situation before I met David, there was this junior who was trying to harass me sexually I told a classmate of mine about my situation, I told him to protect me anytime he sees the junior it was going well until. They used this story and told David I wouldn't have a problem with it but they twisted the whole thing they told David, that a junior touches me inappropriately and I enjoyed it and that wasn't what was happening I felt so broken that they could have said that about me six years of friendship gone down the the drain. They wanted my relationship to fall apart I guess they succeeded. I remember the day clearly we had just celebrated our 5 months anniversary the weekend before, he wasn't really talking to me but I wished him a happy anniversary I was so sad that day. But just exactly 5 days later, that peace I had with him was shattered.
"I do not want to be in a relationship again " David said over a text.
I was trying my best to be calm cause I lost my other half so I just asked him why, he said he just wants to be single I felt heartbroken, i didn't cry at first cause it felt so unreal, I was so confused I called him 10 times, he said he didn't want to hear my voice, the same person who couldn't go a minute without hearing my voice now doesn't want to hear my voice that was the worst thing he could say to me.
I begged him to just talk to me, but he made up his mind. He promised not to tell anyone we broke up, just like that the boy who said he'd never leave me walked away like he was never mine to begin with. Now, as fate would have it, his school was registered to write external exams with ours, they merged together I was so angry and sad cause I didn't want to see him and at the same time I really wanted to see him. Most times I see him I just force a smile like I'm okay, But I'm not.
I wonder if he still reads those letters I wrote to him on our first valentine's day together, if he still misses me and remembers our late night calls that would last up to 4 hours plus . And though my heart feels like it's walking through broken glass each time our eyes meet, I hold my head high. Because the truth is still mine. No matter what they say, or what he believes, I know who I am.
That's my love. Maybe not mine anymore
But always, deeply, truly my first