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UNCONDITIONAL IN NATURE.

why didn't you understand? ,

why didn't you feel it?,

why did you go away when you promised to be there?,

why did you do this?,

why did things turned around like this?,

why did this happen?,

why cant i go to the past and turn every thing right?

why....why.....why....me??

I want answers of my questions I look at every possible man and ask them the reason for me being in such a state........but nobody could answer me.They just looked at me blankly and thought that I have gone mad...crazy.

Can u tell me..... can u answer my questions.

Do you remember me ...do you still miss me the way I miss you every single day...do you feel for me that way...the way you used to feel.............. You are going miles and miles away from me but still you are so close to me ...cause you live in my heart always.......

You may forget me but how can I forget you ?? I close my eyes and there I see u standing just in front of me but when i open my eyes ....u are gone...somewhere I don't know.

Remember those days when we used to plan to run away...........remember the times when you used to say that I am very innocent and so you will be always there and help me choose the right person, remember the holding of hands while walking down the lane.......I felt different as if I was no more in me. You promised me that you will be there with me in the crowd or when I am alone...always and everywhere?

What happened to those promises......?

They say that I must let go my past and move forward, meet new people change my surrounding and live a new life? but how can I do that when you are not around?I don't know when friendship turned into this deeper feeling? I don't know whether this is love and if it is..... they say that I should forget my 1st love? but how is that possible... you tell me?

I look and see a handsome pass by me , he looks at me and smile and i also smile back at him. I try to move forward into a conversation with the guy but something stops me. its not that the guy has got any fault but the fault is in me. I feel something is pulling me back to you ....some kinda chain or link between us that is not possible for me cut off...i tried but its not going!

I did a mistake and now I am suffering its punishment. "What goes around comes around back to you" this phrase is so true!

I know you will go away and i wont even stop you. I want you to be happy and I'll find my happiness in that only. Love cannot be forced upon anybody.
When I loved you I had never put this condition that you also have to love me so I cant stop loving you because you don't love me!
Love is unconditional and it is like life........in life we have to face a lot of hurdles...sometimes there is happiness and sometimes we have to face sadness but does that mean we give up our lives and are able to save ourselves from all that frustration?.........no it is not. And so in the same way love also have to face a lot of difficulties but that doesn't mean we stop loving......

LOVE IS UNCONDITIONAL and so I will keep loving you even when you are not with me........

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