He started it!

It wasn’t me

I met him online on Tagged

Good looking and calm

Actually he Tagged me first

And I took it out for the ride,

A mail today, two the following day

But we were many a friends

All ladies and no male

I thought, I must be special!

He wrote and all my sin was to reply,

Next was the Yahoo messenger chat

Every day then every hour!

Oh I wish “Had I known better”

I sent him e-roses, e-kisses and all e- name them all

Then he asked for my contacts,

My cell-phone number

But I lived in a distant land

And he was home where I should have been

We probably should have sat over for a cup of coffee

At my favorite café- but I was no longer home

I had left years ago.

He called me every now and then

Every morning, half an hour at lunchtime and twice in the evening

He sent short messages, like angels to watch over me

He just loved me into bits and pieces

I didn’t start it, he did

All my sin was to fall in love!

With a stranger I would never meet in mine life.

But then the spark began, an earlier tag wrote

“Keep off my husband!” Girlfriend

It was never meant to hurt this bad

But it surely did

I felt hurt, disowned, cheated, and robbed!

How could she say this to me?

Should I fight back?

Launch a new world order

Wrestle her to the ground

Or simply tell her

“He loves me too, He Tagged me too”

“He calls me as much as he calls you.

That is e-love gone bad, right there!

She lived even further but she was willing to relocate

I had my issues regarding moving back home

I had to think fast!

Go back home and live with my e-love

Or let her take him

Besides she found him first.

But No!He tagged me too

He probably did love me or her

I will never know

So I chose to fight,

I pushed her off

But also became her friend

May be we were both tricked in to it

Damn the social networks!

I should have thought, it’s just the net!

But now I have an e-enemy

She, of my type

Still tagging him and sending him e-roses

With an edited photo of him and her

How could she steal him from me?

Or probably I was the robber here

Shame on me!

For falling in love with the net so bad

Wanting him so much

I haven’t met her

I probably will never; I haven’t met him either

The comfort is no longer there

He probably loves someone else

Calls someone else the same sweet words he did to me

He probably calls another girl -Honey

But what can I say

He is Man

And I am Woman

Maybe just a girl.

Not willing to confront again

I let the new girl be

I didn’t want to fight a fight I could never win

But the one who confronted me is probably

Busy confronting other mates

As the string continues

I meant not to hurt him

But to let myself know

It lasted only two months to be exact

And the third the love died

An unnatural death never to resurrect

Love dies?

I didn’t know

But my phone no longer rings

The emails never come

I just had to delete my account

For the shame so deep in my heart

Maybe I loved him

Maybe I didn’t

Maybe I just wanted to hear a voice from home

I am over it anyway

Or so I think I am

Nothing to loose

Or so I think

I pen it down, over with the black robes of mourning the lost love

And the last dirge it is.

He started it, I only followed

I hurt, but I healed

I learnt a lesson, I warn you now

Never fall in love with the net

He may play, but not with my heart

I don’t know if I could love anymore

But to say the truth

It healed my love, My first love

Am glad he started it

I ended it

What revenge!

What a hit back!

But he started it

I know he did