I loved her with the cleanest part of my soul.
I never cheated on her.
I never spoke to another girl after she left .
I never hurt her.
I never abused her.
I never carried bad intentions in my heart.
I loved her in the purest form a human can offer.
I never did wrong to anyone.
I chose purity, not because I had no choices, but because my heart had already chosen her.
Even today, when she is no longer with me, my loyalty still belongs only to her.
I never talked to any other girl.
Every day I only look at her picture and cry, because real love does not force, real love only waits.
What destroys me is not her absence.
What destroys me is remembering who she once was with me.
She spoke to me softly.
She cared for me deeply.
She sang just for me.
She shared every detail of her life with me.
Her anger was cute.
Her scolding felt warm.
Whenever I felt low, she became my strength.
Whenever she felt broken or angry, she came to me, and I made her smile again.
My nights ended with her voice .
My mornings began with her "Good morning, pyare bachhe " .
She called me her comfort zone.
She told me her favorite things.
She told me how her day went.
She told me everything.
In front of me, she was innocent.
She was gentle.
She was mine, or at least that is what it felt like.
Then we met.
Just once. And that single day changed everything.
Even today, I do not know what mistake I made.
I do not know what sin I committed.
I did not touch her wrongly.
I picked her up in my scooty , took her bowling, we had lunch, and I dropped her back exactly where I picked her up.
No wrong words.
No wrong touch. Only respect.
Only jokes.
Only laughter.
We were happy. But after that day, she changed.
Suddenly, I became invisible.
She started ignoring me.
She started ghosting me.
She kept saying she was busy, even though before that, no matter how busy she was,she always made time for me.
Her change became my trauma.
Within three days, panic and anxiety swallowed me.
I could not breathe properly.
I stopped eating.
I stopped drinking water.
For two weeks, sleep left my body.
My heart raced every moment.
My chest felt heavy all the time.
I cried endlessly.
Her silence became my sickness.
I do not understand why she spoke to me the way she did, why she cared so deeply, why she made me feel chosen, if one day she was going to disappear like this.
She used to tell me not to post my pictures.
She asked why I removed my profile photo.
She said she was here now and everything would be fine.
She said she would fix my life.
Whenever I said I would leave, she begged me to stay.
The way she talked to me was not friendship.
It was feelings.
It was the language of a girl who starts loving a boy.
That is why this hurts so much.
Navratri became the darkest time of my life.
I begged God every day to fix things.
I lost interest in everything.
I stopped talking to people.
I stopped caring about life.
Even now, every morning, the first thing I do is check my phone, hoping for her sweet message.
It never comes.
Still, I go to temples for her.
Still, I pray for her.
Still, I ask God only one thing, her.
When I became too broken, too desperate, I sent her messages from a bleeding heart.
Please do not leave.
Please do not ignore me.
I love you.
She asked me to stop messaging.
That is when I understood. She had changed.
And i never thought that the girl who was once so much interested on me will do this.
I never thought that she will do this to me.
Did she ever thought that how much pain i suffered. How hurt broken i was?
How Mad i was on to her.
I wanted to give her all of my love from my whole soul but she never cared after that,
I dont know why and what happend to her or what wrong i did.
I thought will she ever think about me or not? Like what she did with me will she ever realize?
I never and ever thought that the prettiest and the cutest girl i have ever met in my life will do this to me.
And she no longer wanted me.
But I still do not know why.
What she did to me was not acceptable.
But my heart does not know how to hate.
I still love her.
If she comes back, I will hold her with gratitude.
If she does not, then someday I will adopt a little girl
and name her Samiksha.
Because some loves do not end.
They just change form.
And mine will always remain pure.
💗🌷🧚🏻🌸