Lost Love

Bestfriends. That's all we were supposed to be. We had promised to be there for each other as long as we could. I had subtly wished for that "as long as we can" to be the day till I die. I wanted him with me in every moment of life. There was an unspoken rule between us; whoever falls in love first will leave. But the question is who left first and why? Me or him? Did we really fall in love or was it the other tragedies that ruined us. In the end, now that I stand in such a position in life to be thinking about this, there is no we anymore. Whatever we had back then, is lost now. Lost forever. It's a lost love and I'm not sure if I want it back anymore after all the pain it has caused me.