Monday 11 July 2011

Boi-Girl Entanglement

by Maimona Khan on Sunday, April 24, 2011 at 6:32pm


Did I ever tell you about this boi-girl entanglement?

She was un-attached,
He insisted that she was the one for him.

She was in the midst of patching her heart together,
He was in the midst of trying to be the man, he knew he could be.

She mistrusted everything, wanting to remove the magical-moronic mentality that had mired her perspective.
He wanted to feel the wonderment of worth from those whom he believed with the utmost certitude he needed to prove himself to.

They both had other plans,
and Somehow they became entangled.

She wanted friendship,
he wanted more,
he won –                                          
Catalysing the slow patchwork across her existence…

He was persistent,
showering her with complete devotion.
She was unsure,
panicking, debating–
He was genuine in his pursuit,
proving his care…
And so, she finally accepted the entanglement.
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But having her was not enough,
he shut down.

She was no longer the only thing he wanted,
but rather the approval of past bystanders.
Ghosts haunted his existence; whispering reminders of unfulfilled desires,
He became preoccupied in this dance (half-heartedly continuing the entanglement).

She was KO-ed with guilt,
he felt nothing,
then felt something,
then nothing,
then something again,
and for the next few pages he continued this sporadic ritual.

She didn’t love him yet,
but she did care.
With him inspiration befriended her,
something she had long since misplaced.

He couldn’t love her,
he didn’t love himself.                                            
He cared for her,
but not more than himself.

And so one Sunday afternoon,
he was busy conversing with his ghosts when she came online…
She had long been feeling let down by his retirement into solitary confinement,
 and so decided to pry...

He was haste and moronic.
She was impatient and vulnerable.
And with this they bid adieu…
and the manifestation of the entanglement revealed itself –
like magic,
Abrakadabra - dis-entangled.

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