Hey Guys!!
It's Hinal, again!
This week has been an emotional roller-coaster, and I was so overwhelmed by all these emotions that I had to pen something out to maintain my sanity.
This is just a random drabble. But one thing to note: There's no fluff, so if that's what you're expecting, please stop right here. Consider yourself warned š
Hope you like it! :)
Wrote it very quickly, and didn't really proof-read. So kindly do ignore the small mistakes š
Broken - Drabble
Maybe I wasn't meant for love.
Perhaps my life was always meant to be like this.
Empty. Insignificant.
But mostly, desolate.
No, my parents aren't dead. No, I do have friends. No, I have loved. I loved her. I love her.
Every time. Every. Single. Time.
Every time I let someone come close to me, they leave me more broken than before.
I've had enough now.
I picked up the pieces once again - now for one last time, taped them together, and locked it safe.
I wasn't going to let anyone in.
I was losing the pieces, running out of tape, and forgetting to shut the safe.
Not anymore.
I was going to live the life I was destined to live.
Alone, but safe.
Present, but invisible.
Broken, but alive.
It was instinctive - the choice to isolate myself.
To remove her from my life.
I couldn't bear another betrayal.
Another pinch of salt, to my already exhausted wound.
She made me love again.
Yet she made me hate as well.
This time, I have a choice.
Choice - a luxury that couldn't always be afforded.
I was left with no options before.
But this time, I have a say. I can choose. Choose to protect myself.
And that, I shall.
Because in the end, if she chooses to walk away, I would be the one left with the irreparable heart. Not her.
Because regardless of what happens, I would be the one broken, not her.
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Love,
Hinal š¤