That night on the beach of the lake in our small town was the best night of my life.

You drove us down there in your giant truck--the one I keep telling you sounds like a speed boat--the Pacificos you packed so carefully in the cooler gently clanking with every turn up the winding road, the windows down, the sun in our eyes and the wind whipping my hair around my face.

We took our beach chairs down to the edge of the water and, realizing we had forgotten a bottle opener, attempted to use a sharp rock we found and we laughed so hard we cried at how ridiculous we must've looked. It was so easy to sit there with you. So simple. So comfortable. We talked for hours--nearly six, to be exact--and no one had ever made me feel so at ease with myself until right then.

We talked about everything--our childhoods, our passions, our life goals, and we made each other laugh until we couldn't breathe anymore. We talked about everything except her. In fact, even later, when we were sitting again in that giant truck, trying to warm up long after the sun had gone down and we confessed our feelings for each other, his name never left your lips.

I cried. I'm sorry. But you told me you felt strongly about me. You told me you thought I was nicel, and you told me you wished we could be together. You asked me if you could kiss me, and in the darkness that was only interrupted by the soft blue glow of the dashboard, you never looked more handsome. My body ached from the laughing and in that moment I was so tempted to say yes. But your boylfriend... You love him. I know you love him. You were having his ring , and I think he has proposed you. No matter what feelings we have for each other, no matter how real they are...he was there first. So I said no.

I wrote in a long time ago, back when I had my heart torn to pieces by someone who I thought was going to be there for much longer than she was. It was a depressing entry, one full of sadness and heartbreak. I can remember exactly how I felt as I poured out my soul to an anonymous blog.

Funny how things change in time.Looking back I really should of listened to everyone's advice of how time heals all wounds. It seemed easier to just be cynical and want to be left alone in my pain.

Imagine my surprise when one day that pain slowly started to go away. Like a wound fading into a scar, my sad self slowly started to fade and I became me again. I was finally letting myself be happy.

Than she happened.

This plain ordinary girl suddenly became extraordinary.

She started to give me all those feelings I thought I'd never feel again and eventually my fragile heart fell in love with her..

She is honestly the best thing to ever happen to me. Being with her is like every amazing feeling I've ever felt rolled into one.

I'm happy, so freaking happy.

There is something else I am which is hard to admit though. I am so scared. Scared of hurting again. My broken heart fell in love and healed itself around her. I broke so easy last time I don't know if I could survive losing this one. 

Wondergirl I love you. So much more than anything else in this entire world. I just wanted you to know, you saved me.

Love

I am writing to say that I am sorry. I’m sorry because I know what it’s like to feel deeply for someone who feels lightly for you. I understand the unrelenting stirring in your stomach when you see them. The deceiving optimism when you think “maybe this time they’ll realize they want me too,” then feeling so foolish when it ends up being just like every other time. To think that maybe minor changes will win their affection. I’ll cut my hair. I’ll wear that shirt instead of this one. I’ll grow my hair out. To obsess over your shortcomings. To want to change yourself at all for someone because you think having them push your hair back and kiss your neck is worth it. I know what it’s like to think about a person when you’re alone in your bed knowing that if you could have anything it would be their company and to feel the emptiness in the space next to you. To go to a place you’ve never been with them before but it reminds you of them anyway because you feel happy there. To go through scenarios in your head where everything goes right, where you say all the right things and you can feel them loving you back and the heavy sting when reality seems so far from that place. To think about the people they have loved and wonder why somebody else deserves something you want so badly. I know what it’s like to try to feel this way for anyone else. To kiss somebody with the nicest smile but at the end of it it’s not the one you want. You want the cynical one. I know exactly how it feels to ache. To feel deprived. To feel stupid. To know they never think about you when you can’t seem to stop picturing their face. I know what it’s like to think being in love is the fucking worst. To hope for nonchalance. To wish you could feel lightly. But it is not in our nature.


We are two people in love. We feel heavily but not for each other. I love you and you love not meh. It is not meant to be any other way, and from my very being I am sorry. I wish so badly that I could reciprocate your feelings. It would make so much sense.

18th May.2013 this day has alwayz been one of the most special day for me till now...wanna know why ..?? Coz last month this waz the day we broke up...I know ...u must be shocked right...?? Usually people feel sad about their break up n itz me who is celebrating this day...but trust me itz worth celebrating...!! ♥

Yes...at the time of break up I waz literally shattered and smashed...seemed as if life isn't worth living...just imagine...a dual year long relationship just breakz up for no reason...tough to digest isn't it...?? I felt the essence of life is over...I felt as if I have lost the inner me...everyone said "MOVE ON BOYU DESERVE SOMEONE BETTER" but how to let them know that she is the best one for me...!! ♥

But as they say..."time is the best healer...so give time...some time"...it proved to be right for me...after she went my life became easy...no restrictionz...no boundationz...nothing at all...I felt like a freebird...a free bird who can do anything n everything he wantz...who can just be who he is actually...I realized my own value...my own self respect...I learnt to love myself...I learnt to live life...I learnt how to cope up alone...I became even stronger both physically n mentally...!! ♥

Everything that we face in our life has some reasonz and has both positive and negative implicationz so now it dependz on us how we take it...I took the positive side and now I am hapily single n yes ready to mingle ofcourse...waiting for my "MISS. RIGHT"...n I am damn sure that the almighty did all this coz of some reason coz I beleive in him n I know that

"WHATEVER HAPPENZ...HAPPENZ FOR A REASON...SO BETTER TAKE ITZ POSITIVE SIDE AND IGNORE THE NEGATIVE ONEZ AND STAY HAPPY AND BLESSED ALWAYZ" ♥

Those hands used to be mine. I miss those hands. I miss you. I miss us, our wine bottles and bookshelf, the way you would walk in on me while I was taking a shower, the way I used to carry you home at night when I'd had one too many drinks, I miss kissing you in the morning before I'd leave to university.

It's a bit too late for this now. And we're too far away. I am not saying I wish we were together again because I know it wouldn't work out, at least not now, not in this world. But I do admit I lie in bed at night, thinking of you, of how you're now learning the smell of another guys hair and the shape of his ankles.

I miss you. But you're still my best friend so from the bottom of my heart, I hope he can make you happier than I ever managed to.

2 year, 1 month, and 10 days ago me and my current girlfriend started dating. It’s a long distance relationship, though, the best relationship I've had in my shoart life. She’s been a dream to me, and I have never met anybody willing to risk everything for someone else. Sh’s head over heels madly in love with me. I love her back, so much. We have planned our lives together. We have planned to move in together, when I start university, and when she graduates from university. Everything is perfect. Though, lately I have been feeling more of an obligation to be with him. I have been feeling like she depends on me too much, and I depend on her, and I’m just used to having her in my life. I feel like I can’t break up with her, because I would be letting my parents down, my sister down, my friends down, and everyone else who are so convinced that one day, her and I will get married and live happily ever after...

A few days an old girl friend of mine broke her boyfriends heart, after being together for one year and six months, he broke up with her and a day later, starting dating a new girl. They live in Bengaluru, I live in Delhi. For some reason, I felt the need to contact the girl he broke up with (though I had never met her before, or even talked to her), and tell her I’m sorry for what happened and that she deserves better. Although I had never talked to her in my entire life before, she sent me a message back pouring her heart out to me and telling how hurt she was and telling me everything she should have been saying to her best friend. But she didn't say it to her best friend, she said it to me.

We started talking more and more. Not actually talking, but messaging each other. I started to notice myself getting a clump in my stomach every time I saw she was online. I found myself checking Facebook every 30 seconds, hoping she had written me back. I found myself falling for a stranger.
Last night I told her how I felt and that I was afraid I was going to fall for her if I were to meet her. So we decided that this summer when I got to Bengaluru, we wille’s the girl I have dream t about since I was a little guy.She’s the perfect gal, my perfect someone. Like she wrote to me last night, ”you might be my pot, and I may be your lid”.She feels the same way about me, she thinks I am an absolutely amazing guy, and she feels like she has finally found someone who will treat her right.

So now I find myself at crossroads. Do I break up with the girl I have been with for over a dual year, and risk everything, to be with a stranger? Could my current girlfriend be my soul mate or could this stranger be the one I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life with? I find myself confused, and frustrated.

I've been told that I'm cold and that I don't cry enough. So here's to crying endlessly...

I've read here so many beautiful love stories abut persons who make you feel complete and never make you sad and I know that that's not us, it never has been. We're the couple that argues constantly, we say mean words to one another, but it takes just one moment for our problems to go into remission and to remember how much we love each other. It has always fascinated me how our love is so paradoxically made out of opposites. But I like it, in a sadistic way.

So you will left to college. I keep thinking that it shouldn't be this hard, but I've never given up on this 'long distance' idea and neither have you. Are we crazy? It's been a dual year that we've been doing this and I think it could work for another two. Before you left, you told me that you find it strange that I don't ever think about us breaking up, because it would be so much easier to find other people to love that are right here, not a thousand miles away. You asked me why we love each other so much, why us, and if this pain that we're feeling isn't an unnecessary curse. I had a hard time putting my thoughts into clear ideas, but I've been thinking about this ever since you left, and...

I just wanted to tell you that it's because it is worth it. We are worth it.

No matter if you cry for days every month, if you overuse your webcam and you start to hate the bad internet connections and the glitches of Skype. If even for a few moments you know that you feel what I feel, it's worth it. (I know you can't really know what I feel, but i can't put it into words, just imagine a run-away-with-me-and-never-look-back kind of love)

Even if you fight constantly, but at the end of the day you dream of end up in meh arms and without saying a thing you know that it's love, it's worth it.

Even if you can't me kiss for three months and it seems like i'v never there to witness your small victories, if when you get a text or a phone call from me, your heart starts to race, it's worth it.

No matter if it seems like you're wasting your time doing nothing, if it makes you happy thinking and talking to me better than doing anything else, it's worth it.

If i'm the first person you want to talk to when something happens, even if i'm not online and you can't reach meh on phone, if just leaving an offline message makes you feel better, then it's worth it.

And most of all, if you can cry when you need to cry, and say what you want when you want to say it, and kiss when you want to kiss, then it's certainly worth it. If you can be you without having to compromise, if you don't have to readjust your mentality for the sake of the relationship, if it works even with all the fighting and crying, then hold on to it. I know that it's hard and that we're annoying half of the time, but it's because our love is raw. No lies, no fake declarations of love, none of these.

I love you. I want everyone to know that love isn't supposed to be perfect, cuddly and warm. That it's supposed to hurt like hell and make you cry and scream, because we're human. We are made for crying and screaming and loving and hating, it's just reality.

What I'm trying to say is never be afraid to be exactly who you are with the person that you love. Even if you argue or scream at each other or kiss each other foolishly, if it feels like it's the right thing to do, do it. Because it feels the right thing to do now, to cry my heart out and then start to get used to the virtual version of you for a while. Because I know that our love is real enough to deal with this distance.

So, to answer your question, I don't ever think about breaking up because it never seems an option, it's never there in my mind. I know that it scares you that you're the only one I can see myself with now, but this is my reality. I want you, and only you, with the good and the bad and the ugly things that we deal with. That's about it.

We're worth it. Right?