Where Parallels Meet

Chapter 12

(His POV, again)

There was a restless weight on my chest, weighing heavier with every breath that I took. It was killing me.

Hadn't I expected this? Hadn't I known all along? How did I forget that this was real life we were talking about? It doesn't really end like a fairy tale. Happily ever after is a chimera. An illusion that will lead you to believe something unreal at the very foundations, something, which you end up hating because you loved it with everything you ever possessed.

Whatever we had was pure- inside out, but there was a gaping hole in our fates where our lines should've met. I loved her. I've loved her for as long as I can remember. There's no other way I know.

The worst part about her completing me was that I'll have to convince myself that whatever broken pieces I'm left with, are the remains of a whole.

I wish, I hadn't cared this much.

I feel so empty, like a cup drowned in deep water, where its existence makes no difference. It will forever be full, but just as empty.

All I want to do is, yell it all out, till it leaves me forever. I wanna scream myself hoarse, but I'm as numb as could be. I'm alone in a crowd of familiar faces, in a world I understand nothing about.

I needed her to stand by me.

If it's not her, maybe it'll be no one else, because there'll be no me.

I have longed for her company all this time, to see her without screens in between, I've wanted to bask in her company all this time, and now, I let her walk away.

I went spineless when she did what had been inevitable to me all along. The amount of courage she must've mustered.

And I didn't stop her. I let the darkness take control. I let her fade in the distance. I shattered a lot more than just my heart.

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