I almost donated a Kidney for Love(30% fictional)

Love is blind they say, but i can assure you its way beyond that, its madness and insanity which drives humans to do the unthinkable. That's why some love stories seems too good to be true, some became legends and myth after many years. But, you can only have a deep feeling that most of these stories could happen if only you have been consumed by love and that had made you do things beyond reasoning.

I am not a romantic guy, i mean i could be close to been one but i know deep within me that i am not one irrespective of how a girl hype me. Funny thing is, only few ladies too are romantic over here, what an average lady terms as romance is getting everything from a guy but giving nothing back both emotionally and materially. But i had tried my best in the past giving both, at least the little i have.

Out of love, i wanted to donate a kidney to a lady i met via the internet some years back. From being total strangers we bonded and became friends and lovers, till i got to know she was diabetic and her kidneys were failing. I quickly understood the complexity of her health because one of my late Aunt/godmother was diabetic and i was always around her to help with insulin shots and all. What baffles me was the age, the Love of my life was still in her early twenties while i was like 7years older. I was seriously considering marriage then so i figured i could spare her one of mine which was the best i could offer if i don't have money to give.

Funny thing is, i never knew how wealthy they were, i mean her family. Been to her aunt's place a couple of time but not hers because her family was based in another city( FCT). To cut it all short, i was waiting for a call to get tested, we have the same genotype or was it blood group so i felt i should be compatible with her. She talks a lot about her mom asking about me, but i later discovered only her aunt Knows me and as an ordinary friend as she later relate part of the story to me. I got to know they had to find a donor and pay heavily, even fly the donor out of the country with my so-called lover.

Since its just my siblings that know her, every thing quieted down nicely as i move on with my shame and guilt of been too overly in love, i had no money but offered a part of me, i got sidelined without an explanation till date. But i care no more now, don't even know if she's alive or dead.