I Hate Being Ignored
It all began some years ago, i met this guy he was everything you could ever wish for the only problem was he lived on the other side of the world. but that didn't matter we feel in love, so we would call each other every day and night we would exchange sweet emails everyday as well....for over a year this continued.
He travelled for his job all over the world, but we had planned i would come join him in Turkey....but my daughter became ill putting that on hold...when i was able to travel he had gone to Africa for his next job....
This is when everything started to change, first wilh the calls then the emails i just could never reach him anymore and when i finally could all we did was argue then he would hang up on me....i was lost i didn't know what was wrong and not being able to speak to him was such torture....with every passing day a little more of me would die.
Then out of the blue i would get the sweetest message he would have me hooked again i would be flying high on cloud nine again....very short lived it would be because again he would disappear without a word a all.
then one day i got a call, and was informed both he and his daughter was involved in a serious accident....but when i asked for information they just hung up on me...i contacted the local authorities and they wanted $5000USD for them to investigate and pass me the information.
its been many years now and i was never given any report and i never found out what had happen to him or his daughter.....they have just gone...where? i still today try to locate them but have had no luck.....
Gone Gone Gone is all I'm left with but why would people just ignore each other like this....why would they just not even send a message through mail to say they are OK....i know they are alive because i called there embassy to ensure there deaths had not been reported and was informed that it had not only that there was a request for US doctors to perform two operations on people with their names.
so I'm left with the sense of loss.............