“We were never meant together. All along we were just falling apart again and again, hoping that one day we will be okay. But now that theory doesn’t seem to sit well. What were we from the beginning? I still remember the first day we met, now thinking about it feels like why did we even start, was it just to end like this in misery. Maybe we were just meant for the moment but not for the time. We did try in all the ways we knew and we could, but I am sorry, I can’t do this anymore. It hurts, all along the way it did hurt a lot. After suffering at that rate if I still hang onto that small hope that would be my silliness and my mistake. I can accept and adopt all mistakes of mine but not you. Tolerating you as my mistake will be a death call for me and I don’t want that to happen. I want you but not your pride. I am not a significance for your pride I am me, I am who I am. I wanted you to recognise it. When you didn’t want me to work I taught you cared for me but couldn’t figure out that it was just to make sure you wouldn’t seem small in front of me. Why did all your acts seem heart warming when they were just acts of slow poison to kill my pride? Why was I so desperate to be with you when the only thing you gave me was pain? Why did I act so foolishly when I knew I was never at fault? Why did I even search for mistakes in me when I knew you were full of mistakes? Why did I think that I wasn’t a human when you were the who wasn’t acting with humane? It was all a maze not a love maze, it was a maze of faults and now I am tired of this maze. I want to end it now and forever. We were good but were never going to be the best. We were always a mistake and will be a mistake. The feeling with you felt right but was wrong!!!”

These were the words I wanted to tell you before I leave you but I think you don’t even deserve these words of mine. You felt like a cool breeze but never saw the dark clouds coming along with you. We were imperfect for our own good. Our life’s apart is the best present we could give each other. A present that ended sadness, agony, tragedy, depression, search of identity and self pride. Thank you for letting me know how a man shouldn’t be and why we shouldn’t kill our pride just to give significance for one’s pride. Thank you for teaching me that our solidity is what keeps us strong. At the end of the day, you were the villain of my life. All together, you were a feeling that felt right yet was always wrong… 

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