Is this what we call love.

Is this what we call love.

Love, passion, and affection these words sound good at the hearing but their meanings are way difficult to understand properly. And so many people tried to capture love in their words but every time they failed. Because love doesn't depend on the words. Sometimes we assume our innocence as love or sometimes the lovingness we get in some meetings and sometimes you assume your craziness as love and trap yourself in relationships. Relationships are like the thread of kite, stronger the thread higher will be the kite. But week thread? Week thread always invites confusions. When it comes to heart, we all are so innocent. We don't even realize when we give our time or nature to anyone but the bangle of relationship sometimes work as a pain in the arse. Is it necessary to wear it?

A few months ago, we were very good friends when he proposed to me. At that time, I was not ready to all that promises but his love towards me was this much that he fell curtain on my doubts. I think that's the way I assumed his blind passion as love. As time passed, this partnership becomes responsibility and talks become fights. There was not enough space for us to breathe. We used to meet but our meetings were not any more dream it was more work kinda thing. Me giving time to myself was also not accepted by him. It seems like we both try to convince each other that whatever it was between us is love. And now everyday scolding each other for every little thing was in our routine. Riding the bike in speed, not talking to each other in anger and then it was only social media posts that were left between us. That sweet drink of love was converting into poison. And in between these things I was astonished by an incident.

Is this what we call love.

One day, in anger, he used his strength on me. When this happened then after some days he realized his mistake. And after his so many apologies, I pardoned him. But guys when a person repeats the same mistakes, again and again, they are called a habit. Doing such things and apologizing, again and again, was his habit. And me, I was trapped in that habit of him. Everyone says that never leave the hand of the person who is closest to you but does we still hold the hand if that hand comes to your self-respect.


Days passed and I was suffocated. The dreams we built together was seemed to be broken. It was late but I realized that I can't give place to someone above my self-respect. So with a lot of courage, I broke that relationship. And there was that time and now I am independent and I am so happy with myself. Now I dream but only those which are fulfilled by myself. The expectation is a lot but with my life. Guys I don't disagree with saying that where there is love there are hurdles, bad days to come, in this life, no one can hide from pain. But who you give the right to hurt yourself is with you. Because love is something which is your strength, not weakness and openness is something which is not your obligation but your acceptance.

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