My side of the story

Assumptions destroys everything... assumptions leads to expectations which leads to disappointments. Until ultimately there's nothing left but illusions and a broken bond.
To you, my life looked rosy and it never seemed fair to you that I live happily while you go through a tough time...but you never listened to my side of the story.

Our bond is...was strong. When we're together no one could touch us. Only we exsisted in that tiny world...unbreakable... undefiled... Until a short term of separation drew a rift between us. I would never tell you my pain... My depression that I've been trying hard to hide from everyone even you. I hid my tears behind a cheerful façade, a wall made of plastic smiles. I built the wall so high and strong, that when it was time for me to be 'me' again...I couldn't break them down, I lost my identity in the sea of fake smiles... Have I ever told you these? No. Why? Because that's how I am. I don't want to burden others with the pain I feel. I showed everyone the good parts of my life and buried the bad along with my tears, everyone bought my 'happy' act... Everyone thought that my life is a bed of roses...little did they know that I'm walking on the thorns. Even you, hurt me intentionally... But still I smiled for you. I comforted you. Only if I knew that you were envious of my life... The life which i  made everyone believe I led. Envious of all those bed of roses...when in reality I'm hurting on the inside.
I still never told you, I let you hurt me, trample on me but I stayed the same... Why did I endure so much? Why did I not push you away? Why you ask? Because of all the bonds I had...this one felt real... This one felt like I'm 'me' again... I was blinded by the joy of finding myself again that I was willing to be hurt. But all those were merely illusions to you... You wanted something from me which I could never understand. You kept thinking of yourself while thinking I'm happy no matter what happens... You kept hating me for being happy... Hurting me for smiling... Making me feel that I've sinned...     I was always there for you, but why can't I see you here when I'm broken down? I tried everything...I called...you hung up...I texted...you blocked... Why did all this happen? Because I was happy... And you were envious...
You made me the villain for smiling... Made me cry for having friends... And you also made yourself look like you are the one in pain. I didn't look upto anyone to help me because of this façade.

Everyone will see me as the most happiest person... But darling they will never know my side of the story...