My choice

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When a man's proposal is rejected, his soul is ripped away *First upload so please let me know what you think of it*

*Updated 10/8/16

Submitted: July 22, 2016

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Submitted: July 22, 2016




Ever wondered what it’s like to fall in love with somebody? Ever wondered what it’s like to want to spend the rest of your life with that person. To be together for several years and realise that this person is the one for you. Well That is my story…well most of it. 


You see It’s funny isn’t it? How one sentence can destroy a persons life. How one word can break a man’s heart. Who would have realised that all it took to destroy a man’s soul was one simple line.


“No, I won’t marry you.”


That one line was all that I needed to hear. All that was required to bring my world crumbling to its knees and begging for aid. It filled the criteria to break my soul. I wonder who could have imagined that a single phrase could turn what was meant to be the happiest day of my life into my last. If only she knew the impact those few words would have. If only she knew that those would be the last words she would ever speak to me.


I looked out over the horizon. If only she stuck around to gaze her eyes upon this masterpiece of a sunset. The ocean was visible as far as the eye could see but it was outdone by the ruby that covered the sky above. It would have been marvellous if she had been around to see it. Bright lights began to flicker to life in the city below as the night slowly began to start it’s daily shift. But alas celebration was not to be had for only whimpering and howling could be heard on the top of the peak. I was almost glad she left early enough to avoid listening to the symphony of destruction that was screaming from my vocal chords. 


“What did I do wrong? What did I do? Please somebody tell me what I did wrong?” 


How could this happen? How did this happen? Why did this happen? The shock of what had happened had finally come through and hit me like a bullet to the skull. My heart plummeted to my feet as the storm clouds began to fill my head. A heart shaped hole began to form in my chest with no hint at slowing down. 


I bellowed out in sincere prayer that by some miracle I would get a response but no reply came as the man upstairs had seemingly closed the door to my salvation. I planned everything down to the minute. Everything was going to be perfect…was going to be. The fancy lunch at her favourite restaurant, the brisk hike that we had been planning for months, the evening proposal. I even debated having a helicopter fly by playing the wedding theme. It should have been perfect. Instead my life collapsed quicker than the Greek economy and took my soul along with it. For the first time in my life I felt so empty, abandoned…alone…scared.


My brain did a complete 360 but with no ideas, no plans, no solutions. Well no “happy solutions” at least. There was one idea that came to mind. It would indeed put an end to the torment on my heart. It would work. It was “final”. But had it come down to this? Was this the only way out? Surely there was another way. No… there wasn’t. My life had no meaning. My life had no force to keep it going. I had nothing to live for. Never in my entire life had I felt so… betrayed.


How was I meant to go on knowing that my one constant, the one thing in my life that made it worth living had walked away? I felt like a shell, a skull with no brain inside. There was nothing left for me here. All those hours I had spent in church and reading online just so we would be able to get married were wasted. I felt crooked, as if the path I walked didn’t matter because wherever I went, I would always follow a crooked path. As if I would walk forward but never get anywhere now. I hope she knew that what she replied to me would conclude the final chapter of my short life. I hope she knew that not only did she destroy my happiness but the happiness of the family we had yet to start, the kids we had yet to have, the adventures we had yet to embark on but she made her choice. Now…I have made mine. I took 5 steps back, looked ahead and ran until my view began to drop. It’s funny how when I felt the wind brush my hair and noticed the ground looming closer, I almost regretted jumping.


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