The ending was inevitable. It was destined to die a romantic death. And it went on ahead for a long time. The death was prolonged; the pain seemed to be stretched to eternity. Every second of having you by my side and still not having you with me meant more pain. Last night’s discussion were very casual, in real life of no importance but there was something going in our mind for a long time. There is a ‘problem’.
Is there a solution to this problem? And if it’s there then whose responsibility is to find it? If it’s mine then I have no solution. I am very clueless about this whole episode. And lo! we thought everything is going the just the way it should go. That way was to its own death.
Given the circumstances and our own irrationality should we call it quits. ‘Cold turkey’. But then personally I don’t like this option. It will mean that I fucked up my life royally for past two and half year and the prime of my youth were wasted in pursuit of an ever evasive satisfaction of having someone in your life worth having. May be I am wrong, most of the time I was wrong for good of my own. I can’t discuss any of it with anyone including you, you have no idea what is going through my mind. And I have no idea about what I am gonna do.
