Doesn't life amaze you at times. There are times when you
have to write your own love story. The love which meant
everything to me vanished all of sudden. The love which was
mine and I never knew …that it never belonged to me….
I still remember that night when we broke up. Everything was
queer. We talked normally, everything was moving smoothly
then suddenly he realized that it’s time to break up. It’s
time to consider someone else; it’s time to forget the past.
Things were not easy for me to accept such a tragic reality
but he left no choice for me. We met through a common friend
and fell in love. I took my own time before considering him
as my soul mate. We used to fight a lot on each and
everything. There was love beyond which I couldn’t see
anything. He was lovable and I fell in love with him
unconditionally and irrevocably. I went to meet him at his
place. He came to pick me up. I left from home at night and
didn’t inform anyone at home. It was a new year’s eve.
People around me were so busy in wishing their loved ones a
very Happy & Prosperous Year while I was thinking about Him
only. I didn’t know what will happen when we come across
face to face. We were going to meet for the first time in
life. Finally, I reached at his place. He was standing in
front of me and I was so amazed to meet him.
We talked about our life, dreams and love. My love wasn’t
enough to make him realize that I would be broken without
him. I didn’t utter a word to show him my weakness. I was
shattered and disappointed. On that day, I realized that I’m
alive, still breathing but something has died inside of me
forever. It was nothing but Love. My love for myself died
inside of me. I didn’t have courage to love someone in the
same way like I loved him. My love was so pure and clean. My
love was above selfishness and foolishness. I loved him from
the depth of my heart. He was looking damn cute. He was
there to support through thick and thin times of my life.
Why did he step back? Why didn’t he think about me? I cried
for him for more than two years. He didn’t come back. He was
We tried to be in touch. One fine day, he told me that he’s
getting married. Once again, I died. I was broken. I was
lost. I was feeling blue. I cannot deny that I still love
him. It’s been a long time of three years but it feels like
as if I have seen him yesterday only. I went to his place
and made him aware about our love. I see him in my dreams. I
can feel his presence in my thoughts and heart. I cannot
deny that I don’t have enough courage to move on. I still
cry at night thinking about him. I have become practical but
there’s a part of me which doesn’t want to accept that he
has gone. He will never be there for me again.
I always supported him. I always loved him more than he
loved me. I’ve lost that faith in believing someone else. I
am what I am, not what you want me to be. If I’m not what I
am…then what would I be? We live life once and we love once.
It’s never a second chance in love. I wish everything good
for him. I wish him to be happy always. May whatever the
circumstances be, May he never sees a ray of sadness, May
his world always be enlightened with happiness and ray of
hope. I wish for him from the depth of my heart. He was the
part of my family and he will always be.
True Love never happens again. He lied to me that he was
getting married when he broke up with me. Today, he’s
Happily- Married. God, I pray to you, if he ever comes
across any problem then please send that problem to me. He’s
your best child and never breaks him the way you broke me.
It hurts and I have realized that it was meant for me to
happen this way.
After ever dawn, there’s light. After every struggle,
there’s a tunnel, after every suffering, there’s a cure,
after ever true love, there’s a feeling which say…bring it
more…more and more.