A blast from the past

While sitting at my desk curiously checking my facebook which I have been ignoring for the past weeks, I notice I have inboxes which needed a reply (well some needed to be deleted). I open them up with the curiosity of wanting to know who would want to send me an inbox.

Snap…It was a blast from the past. It was what could have been my ex, today, I think!

After 2 years of not seeing the little midget, I open this inbox with hesitation yet eager to find out what this person has to say.

After stalling for a few seconds, I eventually open it. It starts with a greeting. I’m itching to reply, but then I’m also tempted to leave it hanging and not reply at all. Alas, curiosity got the better of me – I replied wanting to find out what exactly does this blast from the past want.

After exchanging pleasantries, it dawns on me that what nearly became my lover, is coming back not to exchange pleasantries, but a chance to become an official solidified lover. Ha! Nice try. After the stunt you pulled last time, forget it. I said subconsciously.

However, I couldn’t leave that inbox hanging or else comments that I’m a coward would start loitering around the blast’s head.

So I start to sit and think of a possible yet not so vain answer to give to this poor soul. After a few minutes, I decide to dish out my famous line – ‘I’m waaaay to busy to have a relationship. My life is hectic. This is one of my famous lines I use when making an excuse. I further extend the text by asking; ‘Anyway, tell me something interesting that’s happened to your over the past 2 years since I last saw you.’ Yea, that’s how long it has been.

Hoping that I’ll hear something interesting, this is what pops up: ‘The interesting fact is; I loved you, and I still do. Please give me a chance’. I sighed. Not wanting to entertain this thought, I start being firm in a friendly way. Nice try, but not that. Tell me something that you have been doing, I said. And the reply was; ‘I’ve been loving you all along’.

After much frustration, I decided to remind them why I decided not go ahead with what I would have called today our relationship (if it had happened). I said; firstly, you lied saying you were single while there was someone occupying a seat in your life. Secondly, you decided that you wanted to show off by going with me to a place you knew very well that your ex-lover was going to be at, just to cause controversy! Thirdly, I’ve grown and I think you should, too.

After hitting the send button, I felt bad, but a part of me felt good. I quickly typed up another message and said; let’s keep it civil, tu. And eventually, the blast from the past got the message (well… so I thought).

After a few minutes, a friendship agreement was made, but then I was asked to go clubbing, and upon our return, we would go to the same place as it would be too late to drive.  I sighed, again. I eventually blocked the midget and logged off facebook.

Some ex’s or what could have been potential lovers never get the message. So, dear readers, whenever you get a blast from the past, ignore, ignore and ignore.