|| Dhadak || S2 ✓

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Another, not so old one

The drowning intense feeling, seeped through my veins. I couldn't seem to get it out of my head as I was about to face another darkness in my life.

I could feel my heart clenching and pulling all the air in, I felt sick... These strong disgusting feeling of butterflies running through my stomach.

Why can't my heart understand? Why is it so hell bent on destroying itself? Why does hope still stand still?

It has been a whole two years, and the feeling of him still results in me reminiscing and absorbing myself into his memories. The pain was a sharp stab in my whole body. It was so strong I could feel, my body shaking.

My mind was filed with our moments of love, followed by the disastrous event.

Why did you lie to me Siddharth? Why did you betray me? It frustrates me, that even though he broke my heart, it still beats for him. It still asks for him only.

Why doesn't this feeling fade away?

I have no one anymore, there is no one to hear the pain, the constant screaming, the constant tug at my heart urging me to shut my eyes forever.

Why should I live with this sufferance? All I ever wanted was a place in his heart, and when I got it, It ended in the worst possible manner.

Does he feel it too? Does he feel the guilt for hurting me like this? The strong cry in my throat can't come out, in fact it's replaced by this burning pit in my stomach. I can't let go.

You were the reason why I believed in love, and now you're the reason why I hate it. People say love is beautiful, that it is unique. But my emerging emotions say otherwise.

Deep inside, I know I'm breaking. I know I'm slowly falling apart being alone like this, the fear of being walked on. The fear of being hurt again.

He left me with this sinking, emptiness lonely feeling. I can't let go, because I know if I do, I might be letting go of my whole life.

The truth is, that I miss him. I want to hug him, despite the heartbreak, I want to continue savouring every piece of love that is staying. Because I'm terrified what will happen if I fully let go.

I want to him to touch me, with his soul just like he always has. I still get reminded of the first time we told each other 'I love you'. It was the luckiest, most soothing day of my life.

Flashback: (Roshni’s POV-PAST)

I'm going to murder him. He makes me wait this long, who the hell does he think he is. It's Valentine's Day today, and even today he is late.

This guy has never been on time, we've been together for two months and so far its like misery waiting on him. I should’ve told him one hour before then he would actually be on time.

Stupid me, I actually thought he would make it on time.

I was waiting at home, to be picked up. We were going to our favourite restaurant, but I guess we'll be missing our reservations now because of him.