One Last Letter

To

My Unrequited Love,

I know you are too good a friend could be and I would do everything possible to save what we have. But, it do hurts me sometime not having you as the way I want you to be.

Let me start right from the beginning. I wouldn’t lie about you, everything started with our first meeting on the college premises and by now, it’s on fire. You were with some other friends talking some random topics while having lunch. I don't know why I was attracted to you like a fucking magnet... Looking at you on the first sight, my heart sang with the words,”Ek ladki ko dekha toh aisa laga...” Your glittering black eyes and wide smile with your long hairs flying round your shoulder was an awesome look. The glimpse of your first look still lures me at times.Sometimes, you didn’t reply to my messages or waited me long. I might be thinking that you have started ignoring me or you do have some other interests. Now that I don’t text you much but, at times, I really miss you a lot.

I think it’s your brave decision to the way you deal with my one sided love (assuming). I appreciate the way you handle my emotions assuming that you know I do have an attachment towards you. You are still very cute and the same girl my heart fell in love with.

After confessing you that day it’s quite difficult for me to make a casual conversation with you as it does burns my love for you restlessly. It does take heavy sacrifices to forget you or think lesser of you. Maybe, that is how my love was destined.

Yes, it’s true that I haven’t lost you completely and I am still dealing to live with my one sided love. Whenever we talk now, you might feel that I am that same happy person but from inside I am a total wreck, consuming myself in your love.

Maybe we wouldn’t be together long but I would be the sure of tricking my heart into being happy for what we have. It’s really strange to love someone and never confess but I am condensed because I see you happy for what we are altogether.

Yours,

Someone who wanted you to be mine