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The Fault Is In Our Stars ⭐

        The Fault Is In Our Stars

(After one year of break when they met)

He: You seem to move on.

She: Kind of.

He: Was it so hard?

She: I don’t know what to say.

He: What was the worst part of being apart?

She: The day you left me you took my soul and all my happiness away from me.

He: What hurt you most?

She: I don’t know from where to start. It was not just those lonely nights, endless tears and painful memories that hurt me; it was knowing that I won’t be able to trust anyone again in my life. It was the broken trust that I had in you. It was holding on to memories and believing that your love for me was true and you will come back. It was pushing me into darkness. It was seeing myself deprived of all the love you had given to me. It was missing my own smiles and deadly silence that killed me bit by bit every moment. It was hating everything because everything around me had memories of you. It was sobbing silently in the dark nights and thinking what could I have done to save our precious relationship. It was giving up on everything which used to make me smile. It was knowing that all the promises you made to stay together forever were only lies. It was hallucinating you around me calling my name. It was finding you in everything I did. It was pretending to be okay when it was killing me inside. It was faking smiles in front of the world when all I wanted was to cry my heart out and scream. It was losing faith in any divine power because my prayers to bring you back went unanswered. It was not knowing that why all this happened to me, where was my fault? The worst part of losing you was the fact that in the process of becoming yours I lost me.

He: Does it still hurt?

She: (silent)

He: Do you still have feelings for me and want me back?

She: Yes I still have feelings for you not enough to want you back but enough to make my heart hurt.

He: I am sorry. I shouldn’t have done this to you. You don’t deserve to suffer like this. It’s entirely my fault.

She: You don’t have to be sorry now. Maybe it was destined to happen. The fault is in our stars…..

KANYA

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