Oh, It's Just Me, Myself And I

For the boys I met on internet, and ( almost ) fall in love.
I don't know how to write a love letter and how to unfrnd someone who is so hard to forget.
The news boasts about how love is the age of internet is tragic and messed up. I didn't agree until I met you, and these stars collided and you slid into my dms and then began the beginning of the very end of how we will ever perceive relationships.

It all started with you commenting on something I wrote and me being impressed because of how our thoughts resonate. I thought it was beginning of a new relationship little did I know I might fall for you ( to soon ) and breaks your walls and you will fall a little late and this fucked up timing will always haunts us .

On June 12 you began the mining of this cave and in a week you had clawed your way inside. We have two separate worlds and separate lives but Mumbai and Kolkata doesn't seem far when you are constantly connecting through messages, pictures and songs. Our messages turned into late night conversations that turned into phone calls and memes.

Sometimes I really wish I wanna be with you but this distance between us will swallow us and leave us irreparably damaged.

I have not met you but if love had a voice it sounds a lot like your name. The way you recite poems and say my names makes me wanna stay no matter how things end.

It happens to so many of us. You like someone,they are cute and funny and you realize where were they all your life you text each other every day but suddenly one Sunday morning everything changes. When you send a message without thinking of the consequences. I am sorry that my loneliness made me do things I didn't want. I am sorry for saying things I shouldn't have said.

Let me start by saying that,I was obsessed with you and for once in my life this vegetarian wanted to try mutton biryani because it was your favourite and you had me convinced that I am missing out on things in life.

Because you judge me just because I don't spend my time with you tell me how is that possible for a kid who has never been into.all that? I am sorry I have fallen for loneliness so deeplythat I leave each hand after a happy phase not because you were wrongand I was wrong,but because I simply am not used to it. If you know how to handle a cursed person like me,then WELCOME!