Sometimes we get things on their own and more often than not people underestimate its worth, they take things for granted, as if whatever they have in their hands is eternal, what we forget amongst all this is nothing in this world is permanent, not even love, for every relationship to sustain we have to keep putting efforts to make the other person happy and satisfied, these little things keep the spark alive between them. This is not only the case with lovers or spouses but also other relationships for instance lets take the case for siblings they grow with each other have silly fights on the other hand stand alongside in times of need, but as they grow they have careers their own families and sometimes drift apart, as their priorities change they take their brother sister as granted.
But these things particularly matter when you put your entire self in a relationship, you forget the world, that relationship becomes your universe, your existence is built around that one single individual who has your heart, and when you put every iota of yourself in loving that person you expect, and this is the root of all your miseries. Expectation in any form is bound to lead you miserable, you think that your partner will do a certain thing in a certain because you would have done that ways, but what you forget is that he is a different individual he has his ways of doing things, so that's where you feel heartbroken.
He always said "what is love when you don't pamper you lover", now when I see at it I wonder were those hollow words which when hit hard by reality shattered just like all my dreams my happiness, What use of that love that relationship which gives you continuous pain, pain of watching him marry other woman, pain of every night letting him go sleep with the one who is his wife, pain of realising that I an just the other woman in his life, a woman whose relation with has no respect in the eyes of the society. He stands by his wife, gives her everything she deserves as his wife but what about me, why is it that everytime I have to suffer, sacrifice and adjust to his so called 'Majboori', why can't I leave him, why?
I am on the wrong side of the story I am the woman who is in love with another woman's husband, just because this man whom I call my love did not have the courage to proclaim his love for me in front of his family and rather than that he chose the easy alternative of being a cowards and carrying on with his engagement, marrying his fiance and at the same time carrying on with this fling with me.
I cannot blame him entirely I knew he would never take a stand for me, but I don't know why I followed him blindly, loving him blindly supporting him blindly just being with him although I was shattered, broken, I still don't what was I waiting for, was I waiting for the day to come when he takes a stand for me( though I knew this was not possible) , was I waiting for him to leave me?, or was I waiting for my patience to explode? I still don't know what was I waiting for, infact what am I waiting for??