> A letter to my ex-girlfriend.
Hi. Hope you're doing well without me. Well, you most probably are, because I never really made a difference in your life.
I would have called you, but then, I don't want to hear your voice again. No harsh feelings. Just that if I hear your voice again, I'd be agitated... once again. It's not like I'm doing well already. Just that I'm kinda used to this now-worthless world of mine. So I decided to write to you over here. I'm not asking for any favors, but if you have time, and as far as I know, you have plenty, read this for me.
It's been quite sometime since I even heard from you. Shit! It's been hard. Though I'll admit I stalk your Instagram almost everyday. I wonder if you feel the same way. If you (accidentally) miss me sometimes.
You knew how much I loved you, didn't you? You knew what you meant to me. Yet you left me. Cold! Broken!
There's one question that haunts me, again and again. Why did you leave me? Sounds quite simple, right? But if you had to answer, I bet it wouldn't be easy. Was I not enough? What is it that I lack?
You see, I never really wanted anything from you. Just that you loved me back. The way I loved you. Yours was the voice that I wanted to hear for the rest of my life. I wanted to hold your hand, forever. Remember how we held each other's hands? That was the remedy for all my pain.
My b'day is approaching and I had planned so much for us. Alas! All in vain.
I still remember when you read my previous post written about you and the way you said that you loved me so so so so so so so so so much. In fact, I remember every time you said that you loved me. I remember each and every promise that you made, you know, about never leaving me and all. I remember all our meaningless and lame conversations. All these memories still bring a stupid smile on my face .... along with few tears.
You have to agree, everything was perfect for a while. We were living, as if, in a dream. It was perfect!
It hurts, that after everything we had, you ended it all so easily.
I guess the blame is on me. Maybe I should have know that it was just "Teenage Love" and maybe I never should have taken your promises seriously.
Though it was a privilege to get my heart broken by you, but it was painful, extremely painful. I miss you. I miss you everyday. But don't you worry, I'll be fine. There's just one question, Why did you leave me?
(The answer is quite simple. As Agha Shahid Ali once said, "The Loved One Always Leaves")