There was something broken inside her, something she had held tight in her bosom till this morning, something very precious. May be it was her trust on a man she had believed from the time they had met three years before, or it could have been the hope that was allowed to buildup in her heart as she started to spend evermore time between his arms. Or, may be it was both the trust and the hope that he had ruined inside her. Either case, he had lost her, forever.
She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a very plain white top. There was nothing spectacular about her appearance; and yet she looked adorably attractive. Her eyes were shining, the lips were tiny, and even in that heartbreaking moment, she looked vivacious.
As she sat in the corner with a steaming cup of coffee on the table, she wore her earphones and started listening to his favourite song. When she took the first sip, the coffee tasted little bitter to her liking. A sigh went up her throat, her mouth turned dry, a strange sense of hurt overtook her mind and without any warning, his name escaped from her lips. For the first time in last three years, his name sounded sour to her ears. Funny that it had never happened before.
Pausing the song in middle, she opend her Facebook profile, changed the relationship status to Single and waited. She could see him online.
Her phone rang, his name flashed on the screen and with a contented smile, she cut the call.
She had made her point, and she felt good.
Sitting in the other corner of the cafe, I continued to glance at the ever changing expressions on her face. As she tossed the mobile carelessly in to her bag, I couldn’t help but getup and walk towards her. I wanted to sit with her, buy her a fresh cup of coffe and ask if she had broken up with him the way I had just seen in my mind.
Deep down in my heart, I wanted her to say yes, and I wanted her to be single.