Just Like A Movie.

What A Red Night!!

On this wonderful night, I lay on my bed listening to Adele's "When we were young". I'm a lover of music so I try different songs every day. On that particular night, my boyfriend broke up with me. I don't think you know how it feels when your lover calls you to tell you that he's no longer interested in you. It was just like a movie. I pleaded and pleaded but all my efforts were to no avail. I pleaded for hours but all my attempt was futile. I expected my man to be magnanimous.

I cried like my eyes weren't going to be useful to me anymore. It still felt like a movie. My heart keeps reminding me of our ecstatic memories. Wonderful memories that we've spent together. What a red night! A red night full of love, anger, lust, action, and tears. It was just like a movie😪. I miss him. I can't doubt that. If I try to act like I don't miss him, my heart will remind me of the beautiful memories we spent together. Richard!!! You promised our love life to be unending. Where are you? Where have you gone? I know Richard can never break up with me. I mean more than life to him. Let me not circumlocute, Richard was murdered😪. He was murdered!!!

On that night, we went to a concert. The performance was so electrifying. The band played with such panache and we all had a nice time. One thing about me is that my intuition doesn't deceive me. I told him to let us hang around somewhere, but he wouldn't listen. It was still midnight and I was very scared. While we were going, we met some Street Urchins. Being a nightcrawler may be very frightful. I know what we've faced many times while coming back from parties. These Street Urchins turned a frigid gaze at us. Gruesome and evil-looking!! We got scared and they began to pursue us. We ran for our dear lives. I was almost shot, but I dodged the gunshot. I never knew that my man was going to take a shot for me😪. They shot at him and he lost his life. It makes me feel like I murdered him😪😪. My wailings sound like a song to me that night😪. Dear Richard, I'm sorry. I love you now and forever.

No wonder he begged me to follow him to the party that night. Did he know that he was gonna lost his life? Was the last ecstatic memory a way to bid me a farewell? I feel devastated anytime I remember this. I knew I lost someone very precious to me. You know that feeling of not being able to talk to someone you've always talked to for years? You can't see them anymore, you can't eat with them anymore😪😪. He left me and turned me into the only tree in the desert😪. I'm pained💔. I remember the sweet words he told me when we were young. I remember how he made me smile every time we were together. Showing me all the love I could ever imagine. One question that comes to my mind every time we're together is, will I ever feel loved again?

I pleaded with him not to die as if he could be able to do anything at the point of death. I wept profusely 😪. I remember the day he wore a very beautiful necklace found my neck. I felt loved. Can I ever get this again? Or, can Richard come back? Dear Richard, where are you? You left me alone in this wicked world😪😪. I promised not to ever live without you but here I am, living lonely😪. I love you and you know it. Continue to rest in peace🙏.

Tell me what song would have fit in my mood if it's not Adele's " When we were young".

Tell me what song would have fit in my mood if it's not Michael Jackson's "Alone".

Tell me what song would have fit in my mood if it's not Wizkid's " Turn on the light".

I wish he could turn on the light but I realized that it's too late💔.

What a red night!!!

Still like a movie💔.

Disclaimer: This story is fictitious. And it's not to make anyone feel bad but to enjoy the fabricated work.

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