Friday, 9 December 2011

Killing a relationship

I don't know if I hate you or hate myself. I don't know if I hurt you more or you hurt me. I don't know if I'm hurting more or is it you. I don't know where it went wrong. There are too many things I just don't know. Maybe you don't too.

What I do know is that I probably have a few more tears left. I'll probably still wait for that text or call which won't come. You will pop up in my head more times than I can keep count of because I have a fairly good memory. If I could cheat a bit, I would turn the wheels of the clock back to when we were both smiling. That I never meant to hurt you, not even once and I don't like to see you looking like that, not even for a second, for whatsoever reason.

So I should probably stop plotting silly things like vengeance. And maybe someday we can both laugh about it.


  1. जन्म संपले तळाशी
    आणि पुसल्या मी खुणा
    तरी वाटांच्या नशीबी
    तुझ्या पायांच्या यातना