Break Up & Divorce

Farewell, my love.

Anonymous

Dear inamorata, (P******)


I don't know why I'm writing this. I am a tyro at writing love missives but I am a mendicant begging for your adoring self to me. I know my words are not enough to depict my intimacy but it needed to vent so I thought writing this would help controlling my ardour. Yes, we spent just one year together but every moment of it was stupendous. We laughed together, cried together. We were two bodies, one soul. And still are.
I still remember when we first met. You were sitting on the fifth bench of the rightmost row. You were the most charming girl who mesmerised me. I stared staring at you with vacuous expressions incessantly from the second row, and finally succeed in making eye-contact with you. I could not resist that aesthetic pleasure. But you quenched that hallucination in single moment. I know I acted like a pervert but my intentions were clean as a whistle. I perceive that you were out-of-my-league, which was nothing less than a thickheaded decision. I apologise for my behaviour. I should have done that earlier but you never gave me a single chance to apologise. My faults were invisible for you.
I spent a year satisfying myself by just watching you smile with your friends. The following year I changed my class but the destiny was already delineated. Our professor reshuffled my batch and we met again. This time I ignored you because I was brainwashed by my lacking self-confidence. I don't know how that coincidence happened but it's only you and me who didn't attend the chemistry class there. So we leave together. Everyday you used to stalk and glance at me. I was such a retard who couldn't read the signs. After your three months of effort, I finally build enough courage to move friendship hand but your reply started my golden era. I never thought that you'll blast-off these three magical words in a blink of eye. You changed my life. You made me realise that dreams do come true. And there's NOTHING which I can't do.
We hugged, we kissed, we did everything but we never slept together. I saved that moment to live after our marriage. Yes you heard it right, I wanted to marry you. But all in vain. I never knew that I can never see you smile again. 5:50 pm December 23rd, 2012. I will always remember that last sight of you.
Where are you? I know you are here. I searched you everywhere. You phone is dead, you are not at your home and even your dad said that you passed away. I can't ask him how for of sake of the trust your family has on you. But now I think I realised the tragic truth. Every promises, each word lost in the echo, but I love you enough to let you go. These memories are like a kaleidoscope in which my love hangs by a fragile hope. Now, I can never see you again but I can feel you everywhere. Fate made us apart but our destiny will reunite us in the world of stars. You are the best Daley's Angel.
Declaring my unmitigated clandestine love to you,
Your incarcerated lover,
Prateek (YourFutureEx) (This time I never wanted to be an 'ex')


Farewell, my love.


PS: This was the story before and after of my golden era. I forgot how to romantically love a girl now. I'm shattered. But for the sake of my future (and that "the one's" future), I'll have to move on. This Valentine's Day, I promise myself to make a new start. This was one of my life lessons. Nothing can stop me and my progress, there's so much left to do in my life. I'm the one. I CAN, I WILL.





Thanks for reading.


Game on folks, Believe!

Farewell, my love.
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