Love is something that I always felt around me. Starting from the days when I could barely talk in front of girls (I was branded arrogant for that), love was always around. People changed. I changed. Meaning of love changed. For me , it started being sweet to being emotional and now it means someone with whom I can spend the rest of my life with.
I made a lot of wrong choices in my life. First, I never told her. When I said, I broke someone's heart but I didn't care because for me love was just another thing that I was always surrounded with. It sounds cruel but I was surely a cruel guy who played with emotions for his own amusement. It's something I am not proud of but I was then. I knew that it will never work, even if it works, I never had the intention to carry it forward as it was against some value that I always stick too. However, in the process, the only one good thing in my life drifted away. Not that I cared but sometimes during dead of the night I still long for the kiss that we shared. Now, when she is adrift to some distant part of the world, all I could say was I am sorry as the last goodbye. I still break in tears thinking about that last conversation.
I don't know what future has in store for me but I am afraid that I may die alone. And I don't want to. I wish you be there when I die but I know I am too late but it is just a wishful thinking.God bless you...
