I realised this week that I love you but I can’t decipher how should I tell you that. The last time we conversed, you tried to make me confess my love for you but I really thought that I liked you so much because of the intense spiritual connection that we share.
“I don’t love you,” she replied to him as he sat on one knee with a rose in his hand, looking at her face with love in his eyes and smile on his lips. “I am sorry,” she apologized with a hope that he won’t feel hurt.
Have patience, O heart!
At least try to understand the situation.
Even you are going to start
walking towards building a new relation.
You don’t need to face all the nonsense in your life. There may be people around you who make you feel guilty for just being yourself. Scrap them off the story of your life. They are not required to travel your journey with you.
Start with a clean slate.
Shrug off any regret.
Let the past be where it should rest.
Write a new story—fresh and your best.
I’ll wait. For the moment when you’ll heal, I’ll wait. Till the minute you would regain your trust and faith on love and your innocent self, I’ll wait. For the day when that sad, dull corner of your heart would be filled again with vibrancy, I’ll wait.
I understand. I understand that you loved her but she loved none yet fooled all to believe so. You thought she was yours just like you were hers. When you found out it wasn’t so, that when she said she loved you she didn’t mean it, you were broken. She broke your trust, your heart. She broke you.
Hold my hand.
Come with me.
I’ll take your soul
out on a spree.
I don’t know you
but I feel like I do.
There is a strange connection
between me and you.
We are hurt and exhausted. We both faced a great fall in our lives. We give a lot to the ones we love, so much that we forget to love ourselves. I have learnt, though, after processing my emotions throughout the time I devoted to myself, that no matter what, I will never again forget to love myself. None’s entry or exit in and out of my life would affect me so much as to make me hollow and void of love. We will rise.