 | My Young Mistake
It had been four years when in my common walks of life my youthful mind looks forward to some anticipated scenes of festivity. My imagination is busy sketching pictures of joy. In my delicious fancies, I see myself with someone whom I love.
My mom said, “But not now, you’re still young”.
“Young? Who’s young? Me? -No! Am already 11 old enough to experience intimacy, no way mom!”
I decided that I would do what I want. A thousand lives, a thousand deaths mattered nothing now, just the fulfillment of this perfect ecstasy.
…..And so I met a prominent nice guy. Though he is cold and inaccessible with a hidden hostility in him, yet I wanted to know him. And when I did I figured-out:
“Oh my gosh! He likes me too! He told me he likes me!”
I remembered how sweet it is to be admired by someone; it keeps me up whole night wishing to be with him all the time. See how easy it is to get a young girl’s heart? Then suddenly, I am without reserves or defenses because for no reason whatever, I surrendered my emotions to him. I did love him, I let my nerves run away with my head! I gave him money, things, my emotions and… and… I even…I even…I even gave myself to him. I gave myself to him.
I gave myself to him but he left me! I chose him over my mom and this is what he had done! He snatched my heart and left me!
“Mom, oh mom, am sorry”
It was only now, only now when I realized my mistakes. It made me think what I’ve lost and what I’ve taken for granted. It made me realized that sometimes there are no time-outs, no next time and no second chances. It was too late for regrets about my young mistake. |  |
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