Love Is Beautiful When in Bloom by Lara T. Kareem

Author:Lara T. Kareem [Kareem, Lara T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lara T. Kareem

Can I Still Love You?

“I have really lost my touch…swear the babe was fine and feeling me, but I just wasn’t there.” Funbi finishes speaking and lifts his Heineken to his lips and takes several long gulps before setting the bottle back on the table. His words make me chuckle, and he shakes his head at me.

Releasing a heavy sigh, I survey my surroundings. Peaches is my favourite bar to chill at, and in the past month, it has become my everyday spot. I am usually alone, but Funbi became my drinking partner about two weeks ago—we are a sad pair because we are going through the same thing: heartbreak.

“Dare, this guy. It’s not funny. Have you tried to hit on a babe since your break-up?” I shoot Funbi a glare at his question, and in return, he looks at me with a shit-eating grin. I shake my head—not to answer him, but because we both know I haven’t and he is only trying to rile me up, so I respond with “Bro, shut up.”

I return my attention to people watching. I find solace in observing, as it helps me take my mind off my problems, but not today as I notice the reason behind my current unstable mental state walk in with another man.

The sight of her with another man has me in pain. To put the pain in words, picture a pool filled with chilled water and ice. Now imagine being unexpectedly pushed into it. Quite frankly, no one is ever prepared for such an onslaught.

I am thankful my table is a distance from the entrance because the only way she would notice me was if she surveyed the people around her. Tonight might be my lucky night because this is a blessing, being able to look at her without reserve.

Who is that guy? Did she really move on that fast? Did our relationship mean nothing at all? Was it all a lie? Many more negative questions flood my mind, but I counter them with what I am seeing.

Yes, she looks as good as ever, but she’s not all over the man. In fact, none of their body parts are in close vicinity. After being with her for two years, I know her and her body language, and it is saying she would rather be anywhere but here.

The waiter shows them to a table for two, and she takes the seat that has her facing me. Looking at her face makes my heart heavy because I immediately know she’s still hurting over what I did and is just putting on a happy front.

Seeing her takes me back to our break-up as if it happened seconds ago. The tears and despair in her eyes as she asked me, ‘Is this it, Damilare? You won’t even try?’ My heart was breaking, and my mind had become scrambled because it was me hurting my love, which made me mute and unable to process my thoughts.

She left, and it hurt even more when she didn’t unfollow me or block me on anything—just ignored all my calls and messages.

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