What do you do when you start losing the things you once knew so well?
People take love's continuity for granted. They don't realize that the best thing about love is its regular presence. Maybe I am one of those people. Taking the love that was given to me for granted, but don't we all do?
They say that actions speak louder than words. That the love one gives should be felt and not heard. A relationship is not patterned on love alone. It needs trust, will, happiness, sadness, ups, and downs. And lastly, it needs reassurance, and that is what we lack.
I have always thought there was something romantic about fighting for someone, about winning them back. Eventual happiness. But as I sit here, stones in my chest, where hope used to lie. I have come to realize that there is nothing lovely about having to continuously convince someone to love you.
What will you do when something which is your is not yours anymore?
One forgotten promise..
One who remember.
One who forget.
Heart Break.
Betrayal.
Tragedy.
Pain.
Will you fight for it? Will you let it go?
She decided to fight for it even if it destroys him and her in the process.
He is hers and He should remember it after all first love is unforgettable. Is not it?
What will she do when her decision come back to bite her where it hurts the most? What will she do when horrible truth comes out? Will he remembered? Can she save him from self destruction? Or, Will she be the reason?
Somewhere along the way He became a part she want to hold on too.
Somewhere along the way She became a part he look forward too.
Where will it get them? What will be the price?