To,
The boy who called me a playgirl,
I did things you wanted to do with me. I did things we loved to do together. I was not the only one responsible for all my actions. And, similarly, neither were you solely responsible for all your actions. Rather, we were equally responsible for everything we had done because we decided to have a relationship, maintain it and it was certainly mutual.
Then, why do you call me a playgirl ?
Was I the one who left?
I understand you were too possessive when it came to me and that's quite natural, but was my promise to be with you forever just not enough?
If I wanted to play with your feelings, I would have done it in a smarter way. Why would I spend hours with you, waste every minute thinking about you when you weren't with me? Plan surprises for you, split the bill everytime we went out, keep the silly conversations alive all the time, spend my energy in understanding you, give you hopes that I would always stay with you?
Do you realise, I tried to keep up with you as much as you did for me. But, unfortunately with time, we realised that it was not working out between us. Maybe, we understand each other so much better now that we know what we are actually interested in.
You claimed that, I just didn't realise all that you had done for me. You kept counting things you did for me and that wasn't wrong. The part that you never realised my sacrifices for you was definitely heart- breaking.
Keeping up promises,
Consoling you,
A few petty things that I never counted upon to make you realise, unlike you did. Maybe, I did things without any expectations, or maybe unintentionally because I just loved you.
Introducing you as the hero of my life (because I felt you were one ) was one of the main gestures I had made because I always wanted the world, who had only seen the worst side of yours, to see your good side now; the angel in you that loved me.
तुमने तो आसानी से कह दिया की,
"तुमने मेरा काटना चाहा, मैं
खुशी खुशी कटवा रहा था।"
पर जितना तुम्हारा कटा हैं,
उतना ही मेरा भी।
Happily
'Not yours anymore'
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