Day 4 : A Love That Time Couldn’t Hold
After a lot of these years, I had always dreamed of a lifelong happiness with that one individual—her. The one I thought changed into destined to be my forever. We were given devoted just remaining 12 months, and from that second on, our lives intertwined so deeply, so profoundly, that it felt as although we were already husband and wife. We grew together, built goals, and shared hopes. We didn’t simply percentage love; we shared our entire worlds. She have become my the whole thing, and I have become hers. She came from an orthodox circle of relatives, one that shackled her with invisible chains, treating her as even though she were a commodity in a market. Yet, inside the midst of those regulations, we discovered every other. We cherished fiercely, breaking boundaries in silence. We shared feelings, joys, sorrows, and endless tears. We constructed a bond that felt unbreakable, a connection that grew stronger with every passing second. But now, after this long journey together, she’s not by my side. The void she left is insufferable. I wanted her to be with me, always, much like the Kuttu I knew—the one I dreamed of treating like a queen, my queen. I turned into possessive about her, however it wasn’t out of manipulate. It changed into my way of showing love, my language of care. And every now and then, she became much like me in that manner. We were similar in many stuff, but so distinct in others. Our hobbies and pastimes not often aligned—if I cherished some thing, she didn’t, and if she loved some thing, I couldn’t care much less. But that was our harmony, our unique rhythm. Now, on the 15th, she’ll grow to be someone else’s wife. The dream I nurtured, the destiny I envisioned, has been taken over by means of someone else. How do I describe this pain? How do I express the emptiness inside me? I don’t even understand how I sense anymore. All I recognise is that I loved her with all my heart, and that love is still alive, beating inside me, even though she is no longer mine. Together, we created our very own little universe—our parallel global, a multiverse of fantasies, happiness, and desires. And now, that universe is collapsing. Dear Kuttu, I leave out you greater than words can deliver. Be happy for your new existence. That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you, despite the fact that it’s without me. I don’t know how to survive without you. I don’t know how to cook without you guiding me. I don’t know how to smile, how to laugh, how to live without you. But I’ll try, even though this feels like the end of my story. My love for you will always remain, tucked away in the corners of my heart. This is my goodbye, my final chapter. To my Kuttu, my queen, my everything—I’ll always love you.
❤️
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