For all, I was so sure of you;
I was so sure of you whenever I pictured my future life, it was you who was never out of that picture.
I was so sure of you that I forgot to ask you anything stupid like if you were ever sure of what we had, the relationship, the friendship, the bond which almost seemed perfect to me, to the world. And in all of that, I am sure, I wish if I could have asked you for once, I would've known.
I would have known you got scared, maybe. Maybe because of the sheer certainty I had for you.
But I believe, you didn't even considered me as your friend, ever.
I was hopeful to get the friendship we always had to be the first motion in the little thing going bewith us. But you left me without a note of how our friendship was the one thing we already had gotten out of in that very early stage of ours.
I wish we could have been the best of friends and never the ones with feelings of lovers, because when I wish this, I wish you could have told me your life, your dreams, your 2 am thoughts and your disappointments with the world. And i could've been much better and happier.
I could've been the best of what you'd ever had to ask from a life long friend or a partner.
You parted me in many ways. Time when you didn't let me know what all you'd have gone through. Times when you felt excitement for that first love of your life, the name of whom I never got to know, the kind of love he gave you that I never got to know. All those feelings you had for that very first time when you held his hand.
And now I'm here, in hope to ask you the same when you were with me. Or atleast the time, I thought you were really around.
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