Stranger?

It's funny how you see someone passing by, someone you were once intimate with, someone whom promised you the world, as a stranger, a complete unimportant creature to you now. All the memories you both had, glimpse in front of your eyes covering the unrecognizable face you happen to bump into. For a few seconds, you get haunted by those sweet words and gestures you two exchanged, but then you are back to the present and forget about the rest. This is reality. Nothing lasts. Yesterday she was the love of my life. Today she is only a girl, a hot one passing me by who doesn't have the energy or the patience to look at me. Fair enough, it's not like I'm dying for her attention. I've been there, done it, and moved on. She's not the only girl in town. Not the only hot one. Moreover, her temper was unbearable. She was selfish, bitchy and demanding. Was always ready to criticize this and that. Whenever I was 2 minutes late, she would shout like a mental freak and make a scene in front of everyone scaring the shit out of the grannies. She was never satisfied with the food I cooked or the dishes I washed because she was too much of a princess and I was only her man-maid at home who had to wash her underwear, iron her tiny shirts and clean her heals. Oh, and I was always an useless and weak little boy to her only because I insisted to visit my mom on her birthday when my princess had to do her nails and was too moody to check on my 76 year old mom. So fuck it. She's the past now. I don't need to think of her or listen to her mean words when she's on her period.















It's funny, how I still remember so many things about her. This stranger.