A conversation I recently had

"and what was the deal!?", mind said to the heart.
"that I want to see her happy." heart replied grievously.
"So don't be sad now that she is happy."
"I know she's happy. And that was what I wanted. Always. but two years down the line I've felt things I've never felt  before. I got carried away in the process I know but that's not what hurts. what eats me from inside is the fact that I gave my everything to make her happy, and when she received happiness, she went to share it with people who made her sad in the first place."
"Well, she's just a wild thing. let her laugh, live and roam on her own terms. Maybe, one day she'll come back to you and that won't be a rebound journey in search of happiness. She'll come to look for you!"

And that one time, They were wrong. mind knew what heart couldn't.

A twist in your story

I'm finally feeling matured. I'm Letting you go. No I don't want to. Life without you is the last thing I could see myself in. But I know we are falling apart. Slowly and beautifully. Maybe, It never was meant to be. Maybe this ain't that universe. it makes me feel so sorry that I couldn't express myself to you as much as others can. I love you and I can't even talk to you without having to think what to say. It's sad that I say what I do best is convince people because then by this time, you'd been on my side and I could have said for once, that I loved you the way you deserved. 

I think my part was not really that much in your story. I was just there so you could realize you aren't as fucked as you think you are. You're so young and new and fresh. You haven't been through the worst someone ever can. You just had a bad patch. I just needed to tell you that you're happy.

How dare I fancied I was the twist in your story!

I Flinch when I see the future

"What can you do for her?" someone close to her asked me once. My reply was, "I'll make sure she'll always be happy." but then she confronted me abruptly, "what will you do to make me happy?"

I said, "I'll let you go." what I didn't say, I couldn't say, was that I'll let you go is the saddest composition of words I have ever made.