Black HolesShe dragged her feet along the empty slender corridor of the floor.
She knew she was never going to set her foot again at this place. She knew that. But what she didn't know was it was going to haunt her forever. She wished she didn't have to do this. She could have stayed, she could have actually hold his hand today to tell him that he meant the same to her which she did to him, that he was the enigma in her life and that she loved him too. She could have done all this only if she knew herself. But the problem was she just didn't know herself, she knew herself too well.
"I can't do this!"
"Why Sharon?" The hurt reflecting in his voice has filled her with guilt.
"Not all whys can be answered Swayam!" She had answered tearing her gaze away from him.
Truth was she had lied. She knew the answer.
She didn't want to ruin him. But something inside her told her that she had already done that.
Leaving someone was one thing abandoning was another. She was abandoning him of his love, of his dreams, of a future and of himself.
A tear rolled down her cheeks.
Love is supposed to save you from all the pain. Love is meant to heal the bruises that cut deep into your soul. But she knew her love wasn't capable of doing it. Her love was nothing less than a nuclear weapon. She knew her love would destroy him. She knew she will take the piece of her once upon a time broken heart and would stab him so deep that he would writhe and cry in pain and yet she wouldn't stop.
And she wouldn't let him die, not on her own hands when he was the reason she had chosen to live again.
"I am sorry Swayam!"
"Please Sharon! Please!"
"I am sorry. I love you but we aren't meant to be together."
She recalled the helplessness on his face, his shattered heart in his eyes and she let herself cry in the eerie silent darkness.
She let herself cry because she knew the tears were worth the reason. She let herself cry because she knew she would never regret crying over him.
It was after a long time that she managed to stand up on her two feet and for the last time decided to give herself the last look of the door which had opened itself for her to walk into his arms but rather she chose it to close on herself.
She wiped the tears slowly off her face and turned ahead never to look back again. She knew it was the right thing to do. He was shattered because of her, she had abandoned him but she knew there she was leaving him with a small possibility of gathering himself again one day.
As for her own self, she had understood her heart was beyond repair now.
It broke when she loved somebody and now when he mended it with his love she broke it herself.
There are things that are just not in your destiny. Love was one of those things in her life.
Love never came into her life in its full form she was chosen just to experience the abbreviation of it.
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