No no no no no no no no no no no fücking NO.My eyes are wide. I feel a big punch in my heart as my legs give away and I slump to the ground.I immediately called her. I see her phone ringing on the ground beside the broken table and lamp.I crawl to pick it up, not paying heed to the glass pieces piercing into my knees and palms. She left her phone back.My mouth is open in shock as I feel something wet on my face. My shaky hand feels my cheeks.I'm crying.I'm fücking crying.I can't believe I'm crying. Don't remember the last time I cried.I look around at our empty damaged bedroom of my dream house.I have nobody. With blurry eyes I re-read her note as I open my palm to see the engagement ring and the wedding band. ______Brandon,This is my last message to you.You hurt me. You hurt me so much. I can't take it anymore. I hate you. You are a monster, you're not the Brandon I loved. You hurt me!Please visit a therapist, please Brandon... please… you are a murderer. You are a cr
Let me tell you a secret. Nobody is a strong person. We all are weak. We all are emotionally delicate. We feel hurt. We feel insecure. We need love. We need appreciation. We all break into a million pieces with heartbreak. We are born with that tender heart. So don’t feel guilty that you are a weak person. The strong people were once weak too. They were vulnerable, broken, and scared. But after they cried out their tears and screamed out their anger inside, they changed. They tried to become strong. And they faked it until they finally became strong for real. Why they faked it? Because mind is a tricky beast. If you keep telling yourself how weak you are, your brain will make you feel weaker and weaker. Self-pity drowns you. And nobody cares. Accept reality. This is a nasty world of nasty people. Either get strong or get ready to be slaughtered. It's a simple choice.But how to become strong? Accept your weakness, embrace your fears, and hug your dreams. Have an honest conversation wi
"You are bratt??" Lauren whispered the name they are scared of the most. They hated the most also. For ruining their lives."Yes, I'm the person who is responsible for Claire's accident, her pain and her misery. I'm the reason." He confessed his crime which he has done unknowingly. But still he blamed himself."Why are you telling this to us, now?? You could have easily hidden it." Mathew said this getting up from his position. They are still afraid of him but also know that he won't hurt them."It would have been easy for us to blame someone else, why do you need to tell this to us? Does Claire know this too?" Lauren said to him angrily. She can't even imagine the pain Claire felt if she ever comes to know about it ever. How would she handle it? The man she loved the most has given her the worst pain and ruined her life. Thinking about her Lauren got scared and worried for her daughter. With pitiful eyes she looked towards Brandon to know if Claire knew about it or not. Brandon sh
Most of us have been through that road of “what if”. we sit through the night, one day and stare into the walls wondering if we could have fixed it. if there was just the slightest, the tiniest of chances available – to save what fell apart. but you know what? there’s nothing you can do about it anymore.All you can do is learn your lesson. there’s no point wishing you had done differently. the past is the past. let go. life happens and life falls apart. we all have had our share of mistakes that can’t be undone anymore. it hurts, agreed. a lot, perhaps. because what are we if not the regrets of what is lost?it stays with you, you know? the idea of an alternative ending. maybe an apology could have saved it. maybe some patience could have resulted in you ending up in their arms. maybe a confession or a thank you, maybe a sentence not said — maybe and so many of them — it stays with you. it haunts you at random intervals.but there is actually nothing you can do about it. we have to
A sensitive person at heart becomes more complicated with years and tears. You start off as a very simple person. You are good at heart, and it shows. It shows in your words and actions. But with time, your soul keeps gathering the scars for being good. Your heart starts getting heavier from the lies and betrayals. You get tired of getting used by people. So you feel confused now. Is there something wrong with me? Why do people treat me like shit? Should I change myself? Am I being too soft, too pure? When you try to change, you fail to become a more emotionally strong person, a more selfish person. You always go back to being your real self, your nice self. And that purity is admirable, yes. But eventually, you give up on being real. You start to hide your sensitive side. You don’t want people to use you or take you for granted. You don’t want people to make fun of you for feeling so much and feeling so purely. So you try extra hard to appear more strong, at times even heartless and
Love is such a beautiful emotion that we somehow don’t even notice when it turns ugly. We keep burning in that fire just because our cold soul needs some warmth. That’s what happens in one-sided love. It keeps you there, hanging in hope, just because what you feel is just too pure to let go. And it hurts. It feels like a seething pain in your bones. To look into those eyes, helplessly, as you search for the same emotions and same intensity. It makes you weak. It makes you pray. It makes you blind. It makes you blind to many things that are hurting you. With every little thing that brings you pain, you are like “it’s okay. Maybe, I was expecting too much.” But that’s a lie. You were expecting what you would do for that person, a million times, with a smile on your face. You were not too demanding. You were just too much in love. You just cared too much. You just made that person too important. And you did that when you meant nothing to that person. How can that not burn your soul? How
Most of us have been through that road of “what if”. we sit through the night, one day and stare into the walls wondering if we could have fixed it. if there was just the slightest, the tiniest of chances available – to save what fell apart. but you know what? there’s nothing you can do about it anymore.All you can do is learn your lesson. there’s no point wishing you had done differently. The past is the past. let go. life happens and life falls apart. we all have had our share of mistakes that can’t be undone anymore. it hurts, agreed. a lot, perhaps. because what are we if not the regrets of what is lost?it stays with you, you know? the idea of an alternative ending. Maybe an apology could have saved it. maybe some patience could have resulted in you ending up in their arms. maybe a confession or a thank you, maybe a sentence not said — maybe and so many of them — it stays with you. it haunts you in random intervals.but there is actually nothing you can do about it. We have to
"Brandon…listen.." She said to him, facing him. "Please switch on the lights, Let me see you first." She said to him, smiling. But his face turned stiff hearing this. He was trying to distract her with his sweet talks and his touch and kisses. "No…" He groaned in anger all of sudden. She didn't understand the unexpected change in his tone. Before she could feel anything wrong, he caressed her cheek."The whole hospital has some power cut issue, that's why they have cut it for some hours." He said to her calmly. She nodded to him. "Sunshine, Are you happy now?" He asked her genuinely. She smiled at him, and stood on her toes and came close to him. She grabbed his cheeks between her palm and put her lips on his. She kisses him lightly. It was a sweet kiss. She wanted to tell him how much she loved him. How happy she is today. He tilted his head so their mouths were at equal level before he softly placed his lips against her, kissing her slowly. Oh so slowly. Her lips immediately re