• jiniaa 6w

    To the boy whose heart I broke.

    Hello. How're you doing? Long time since we talked. Over an year I guess? I miss you, the friend that I had in you. You remember during lunch breaks in school, you'd come to meet me outside my classroom and everyone would giggle and tease us as a couple? We were never really together but you made me feel comfortable enough to open up about the deepest scars of mine, infront of you. I cried on your shoulder when I got heartbroken for the first time and you cried along with me. I cried for him, you cried for me. How selfless were you, that despite loving me, you let me love someone else, without uttering a word? I remember how we used to randomly flirt sometimes and we'd say "agar koi nhi mila toh ek doosre se hi shaadi kar lenge."
    I have always denied admitting it. But I used you to fill my emotional void and I regret that every single day of my life. I was selfish and I sucked up your feelings to conceal my own broken heart. I am sorry, dumbass. I am really really sorry. I keep thinking of the last time that we last talked and you sobbed and kept calling me selfish. Your words ring my head all the time "why did you do this to me? Why did you play with my heart despite knowing how innocently I loved you? I wish you go through what I am going through, someday. It kills you when you give your everything to pick up the pieces of someone you love so dearly and all they do is break you into shards. "
    I am sorry, I can just keep apologizing to you for being this horrible. Yes, karma did its work. I feel what you felt back then.
    I am evolving as a person, each day. I am learning from my mistakes. I can't take back all the hurt that I made you feel, all the tears that you shed for me. I can't fix the damage that is already done. All I can do is, bow down infront of you and let you know that I am owning up to my mistakes.
    I pray for your good health, each day. Hope you take care of yourself. Hope that you forgive me someday.

    Love,
    Jinia

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