I see your dreams fulfilled and I can feel the pain of the broken pieces of my dreams. I know you are no more mine, neither am I yours.
To the one I loved
I know it is the happiest time of your life and I am really happy for you. It gives such a relief to the soul when I see that you are happily settled in your life and you have everything that you ever wished for. But I don’t know why along with this relief, there is also an ache…one that nags me. A broken lover that cries silently deep inside my heart, who sees that I am not the part of your happy life, and weeps quietly. I see your dreams fulfilled and I can feel the pain of the broken pieces of my dreams. I know you are no more mine, neither am I yours. I wish you a happy and blessed life and I wish myself enough courage to see you happy without me….forever.
I wish you similar fulfilment of your dreams and I wish myself enough strength to cover the bruises over my heart and the ache of my broken dreams, with a smile that can reflect your happiness and could become a part of the celebration of your good days.
From……the one who loved you…..
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