You Are My Always & Forever(You & Me Series- Book 4)
(By T. Shree)
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It started like an increasing tinder temperature
Reaching its destination to finally combust.
It was like a kindling of a flame- very pretty, often hot and fierce,
but still only light and flickering.
As our love grew older, our hearts matured and
our love turned like coals- Deep-burning and Unquenchable.
Samaira
There is something when love is one sided,
U pray for him silently,
U romanticize your life with him,
U feel like giving up all the good things in your life for him,
U try not to sound desperate when someone talks about him,
U try avoiding hearing his name from someone yet you want to know all about him,
U smile unconsciously when you think about all your What If’s with him,
U feel good at their happiness even if he is unaware about your existence.
Damn you my Unrequited love…
There is no doubt why life is called a wondrous mystery. Like a roller coaster ride it elevates you towards highs of happiness- Adrenalin absorbed, Endorphins screaming, keeping you on the edge with anxiousness to reach the peak and enjoying the sense of achievement. Alas, the ride never lasts enough and so is happiness.
Dreaming about forever with Asher was like a roller coaster high but it was time for my descent. I was falling down with a speed beyond control. Each one of us lives in the prison of our memories and refuses to come out. I wish I could express in words what I felt for him or what it felt like to lose him forever. I sometimes tried... but the words fell desperately short. Hell, I could not even blame him for breaking my heart... This was just my pain to endure.
I kept on struggling to decipher whether loving Asher was “A Wonderful Feeling or an Endless Pain.”
Asher
“What’s wrong?” My mind asked my heart.
“Just too tired…” My Heart replied
Tired of pretending strong, when I am splintered.
Tired of not being good enough for anyone.
Tired of trying to keep the truth buried in my heart.
Tired of back stabbers, Tired of my insecurities, Tired of people disbelieving me,
Tired of pretending to be confident, Tired of accepting the bitter truth,
Tired of being tired… Just too tired.
There were so many questions in my mind but there was no one to answer. I kept on questioning myself, what actually went wrong… where I missed out? Was my love not enough? Suicidal thoughts started haunting in my mind as every day I was falling into the state of greyness and numbness. I felt helpless, hopeless and things I had never felt before. I lost my will to live. A man can survive almost everything, as long as he sees the end in sight but depression is so insidious that it compounds daily and it’s impossible to ever see the end of it.
"I was not a prisoner of my past but at the same time the memories of your mistakes never fade. I wish we could choose which memories to remember."”
