Excerpts
- Manna Sandhu
- Dec 17, 2020
- 2 min read
You were right when you said that I couldn't let go. I thought something was wrong with me; broken. How could I still care for someone who hurt me so badly? So I came here for a reason to fight, for a reason to hate you. But it didn't work. Truth is, it never does. Even when I force myself to remember the worst moments. Every night I'm right back in the hallway, but it's just me and you, and I forgive you every single time. I forgive you for everything and tell you that I'm impossibly in love with you.
Can I tell you my version? You're wearing that pink sweater while I read to you, unaware of how cute you look when you scrunch your nose. Except, this time we fall in love on our own terms.
"Journeys end in lovers' meeting"
When I think about the future now, I'm scared. Scared to feel love, to fall in love. To be disappointed. If I'm lucky enough to find someone, will they stay? Most of the girls in my class dream of big, fancy weddings and gorgeous gowns. They come from good families. Whole families. Me? I just want someone who will sit quietly with me. Appreciate the small things. Someone who stays because loving me is enough for them. Right now it's hard to believe anyone could love me. Maybe it would just be enough if they pretend.
Many times, over many years, always the two of you coming together. There is a force that converges on the both of you, as old as the time that flows around us. It has never been easy, but true love never is. Some forms have been happier than others; a soldier killed at war, a child lost. But then there is a feud overcome, a family the strongest of its age. Not all are easy, but all are sure. You must meet and you must fall in love.
"Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight, for I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.”

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