hope everyone is doing well đ
this is just one of my random musings..
its a sad one so lol though I'd warn you guy before you continue reading it
I TOLD YOU THAT I WOULD LET YOU KNOW...
As I sit on the deck overlooking the ocean I clench what is left of Yash in my hand. Looking at the waves breaking it reminds me of how we used sit here and resolve whatever problems we had. Then, why not this one? This question repeatedly played on my mind as I unclenched my fist revealing his letter to me...
Anger, rage and sorrow consumed me as I started to read the letter again.
"Aarti, I know I'm taking the coward's way out, but I have no choice. I have so much to tell you but so less time. Aarti we don't always get what we want in life. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, hold you, love you and just be with you, but I guess fate had other intentions for us.
Remember the good memories we've shared and know that I'm in a better place. I want you to smile when you remember me, not cry because you know how much I hate seeing your tears.
I want you to go on and leave all of this in the past. You have your entire life ahead of you. I want you to LIVE it. Think of me as just a chapter of your life... on that's now closed. Its time for you to move forward with the next chapter of your life.
Promise me that you will not try to find out why I have done this and move on. Remember that I Love You and will always be with you wherever you are and wherever you go. WE WILL MEET AGAIN ...
Love you always and forever Yash"
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I read these words over and over again hoping that it was just a bad dream. I wanted to hate Yash for leaving me, but no matter how much I tried I just couldn't get myself to hate him. Filled with unanswered questions I decided to revisit our apartment fully aware of the consequences it held.
As I walked in memories of our past started to flood my mind as tears rolled down my face. I headed towards the Study - his favorite place. As I entered I was engulfed by the sent of his perfume. I started to search furiously around the room for some sort of clue as to why he had done this, to get some sort of closure but after two hours of desperate searching I started to slowly give up realizing that I was fighting a losing battle. As if my prayers were answered a light breeze blew into the room dropping a few pages from his desk onto the floor. Taking a step closer to pick them up, my heart pounded in my chest as I realized that these pages may hold the answer to everything. My stomach began to twist as I read what was on these pages. It was a set of medical records that diagnosing Yash with Bipolar...
Wiping my tears I pulled myself together and staggered out to our favorite spot - the lake. I began to recollect everything that happened over the past few months; the mood swings, the abnormal behavior... I started to hate myself for not picking up the signs, thinking it was just work stress... had only realized it then, Yash would be here would me today. Our promise started to play on my mind." We will be together forever... not even death will separate us... "This line repeatedly played on my mind and I knew it was wrong but I was filled with guilt and anger for not being able to realize that something was wrong. I know that what I would attempt would be wrong, but the separation from Yash is too much. I love him and he is MY everything. My life seems meaningless without him. So Aman, if you're reading this I told you I would let you know- so here it is: I'm just honoring half of a promise made to my soulmate.
Goodbye...