I Still……
Its been two years since i last saw her. Our eyes met for the last time. Her big round eyes, staring at me through the lift door as i went down and out of her sight. Her eyes spoke of what she had decided. It could not have been any more clear. I liked her for that. And there are thousand more reasons why i still remember her. Even today , i wonder how did it all go wrong ? And there is no easy answer with me. I just have plain truth. A truth that hurts.
What hurts me is to have let down somebody who had given her unconditional love to me. A girl who loved me more than anyone could ever have. A girl to whom i meant the world. A girl , hopelessly romantic as it may sound, who just wanted to spend life with me. And all i could give her was pain, distrust and more pain.
As a parting gift, she said nobody would ever love you as much as i did. It wasnt rocket science that i didnt understand. Long before she said this, i had known. And how foolish i was to break the heart of the girl who loved me the most.
I live with the burden that she will never be the same girl she used to be. I live with the burden that i showed her false dreams. I loved her and made her my life. Only to take it all away. I live with a burden that i thoroughly deserve.
November 23rd, 2008 at 11:44 pm
Hope you apologize and ask her for forgiveness.
You won’t have the burden anymore.
November 24th, 2008 at 10:26 am
i did.
November 25th, 2008 at 5:52 am
Hmm… I understand how she must have felt.. and I know how you must be feeling now… Its just that somethings arnt just meant to be !! All we need to do is move on
Nice post.
November 25th, 2008 at 10:30 am
@mySpace,
thanks for dropping in a line. Feels good when somebody understands how you feel.
November 26th, 2008 at 9:43 am
Touche dude…and same pinch!!
January 2nd, 2009 at 3:16 am
Yeah man!! That’s irony of life. You never understand the value of anyone or as a matter of fact anything only till you have that someone with you. The moment it drifts apart, the reality strikes you.
Perhaps that is life, at its most cruel form as a teacher.