Ghosting | The Silent Treatment that Speaks Volumes

(PART 1 OF 3)

I believe we try harder when it’s a little too late. What happens when sense disappears from sensibility? Whether it’s one rose, twenty-four or forty-eight we take joy in someone’s extravagance to makeup after a breakup. Why do we get all caught up in that moment? You know when reconciliation seemed to be a good idea at the time… but it really wasn’t, isn’t, and will never be. For starters, why did you break up in the first place? Or maybe you didn’t break up… he or she disappeared, vanished, no call, no letter, no email, no text, no tweet, nothing. Ten years later you finally awoke to discover you experienced a ghosting. A what?

It was a perfect union. But was it? Ok, so you experienced all the right moves, the eye contact, the body quiver, shiver, and tingles, all the unspoken facets. Minus one important aspect, the dialogue. Perhaps there was a semblance of a whispered promise in respect to something long-term. But how expensive is talk when some refer to it as being cheap? Only when we do a second take to revisit the past and take a closer look through the binoculars of time into what went awry, we see another story. Magnifying the date that didn’t work the way you wished it had. Somehow there were too many unanswered questions. There were flaws in the storyline. Besides, there was the silent treatment that spoke volumes.

LOVING SOMEONE OR GHOSTING THEM

Ghosting is ending a relationship without explanation. This happens with little to no warning. However, I beg to differ, believing there were signs. But for whatever reason, we declined to take note. Perhaps we did but preferred denial over truth. Ghosting isn’t only withdrawing, but shutting down all forms of communication. They disappeared without a trace and left you with no answers. It’s an apathetic way of dealing with someone who felt they were the one. He who ghosts could very well be referred to as a cheater, one who practices dishonest intention. The one who left you picking petals off daisies, as you chanted: they loved me, they loved me not, they loved me. Not. Did they care? Perhaps… or maybe they never did.

The one who suffers the loss the most will be the one who will need closure. On a side note, with every great love story, there’s no end. No one is MIA (missing in action). You will never be confused when you are part of a true love story. What unfortunately happened was you lingered too long in a fog which never lifted. When all wasn’t said and done, left you misty-eyed, uncertain, and ambivalent about an ambiguous predicament. Simply put, they broke up with you, moved on with someone else, and left you out of the equation. The relationship was sadly one-sided, not only did it leave you out in the cold but looking back with a broken heart. All because someone let go without sharing a pivotal piece of information.