Wednesday, October 26, 2016

For you, ****.

I am so busy these days trying to get over you. I am sure you too are doing the same. I know I am not going to send this letter to you. It won't help us. Neither it will help us overcome each other, nor will it re-unite us.

I wish I have something so pure in my life again. Our love was so pure. Even its memories, I am proud of it. I am proud of the fact that I loved you so much, and you loved me so much. It felt good. It felt the most real thing in the entire world. Never, have I ever felt so real. So sacred. Something worth protecting. Yet, here we stand, knowing it won't happen. I think it's correctly said, some things are too good to be true. What remains is this despair, knowing it was not perfect. We were not perfect, somewhere something grew big. Too big for us to solve. Our sacred temple was broken. Our faith shattered. Our hearts broken. Our hopes unanswered. I don't know if we even turn back time, would we able to solve our differences? I cry. A lot. I know you do, too. I don't know why I cry. We knew where we were heading. Yet it hurts. Hurts so much. I guess, I will always love you so much. I miss you so much. Knowing, that we won't be happy together, ever after, fills me with disappointment. I have lost everything. I have lost you.