The Enchanted Unrequited

The distance between us isn’t because I stopped loving you. It’s because I couldn’t keep watching your actions hurt me. I couldn’t bear seeing you do the very things I begged you not to. You said you gave me distance as you didn’t want to give me hope, but that hope was the only thing keeping me alive. Now, I choose to stay away—not because I hate you, but because being near you hurts more than I can handle and I will have hope. Yes you said that there is no fight between us; fights can be fixed, isn't it. But this can’t. The bond we shared is over, and you made that choice. You said you don't see me as your partner and I can't see you with anyone else as their partner, and hence I decided to walk out. People warned me about you—those who knew you well too said said you wouldn’t stand for me, that you weren’t the right man. But I didn’t listen. I kept choosing you, time and time again, because I believed in the love I saw in your eyes. Were they right about you? Maybe. ...

That evening, I gathered all the courage I had and confessed my feelings to him. I was terrified, afraid that my honesty would change everything between us. And it did. The night marked a turning point—he wasn’t the same with me, and I wasn't the same happy girl I use to be. I had always believed that being honest and loyal was the best way to be, but sometimes, I wonder if keeping your emotions hidden is the better choice, because not everyone can handle the truth. Love— should one express it or leave it unsaid? I still don’t have the answer. I never wanted to hurt him. I thought that by finally telling him how I felt, we could be closer. But instead, my confessions made him declare everything between us as a mistake. That crushed me. I wanted to say, “Can you just call what we had an open relationship and not friends with benefits?” Maybe that would make sense. Yes, you’re right. You never promised me anything, not a relationship, nor marriage, in the past four years. It...

The holiday season has a way of amplifying everything we feel we’re missing. While the world seems busy jetting off to exotic getaways, sharing snapshots of warm family gatherings, or dancing the night away with friends, here I am—curled up in my room, swirling a glass of wine, drowning in a tide of emotions I’ve kept at bay all year long. Loneliness? It sits heavily beside me. Stress? Looming like a storm cloud. Anxiety? On overdrive. Depression? Let’s not even go there. And then, there’s the absence of companionship—the sharpest ache of all. It feels like everyone’s paired up in these perfect, Instagram-worthy moments, while I’m just a spectator, scrolling, liking, and commenting with all the sincerity in my heart. No bitterness, just quiet acceptance. I’m happy for their joy, truly. But in the stillness, I can’t help but acknowledge my own emptiness. With each swirl of wine in my glass, I feel my emotions whirl alongside it. Is it the drink or the season that stirs this longing...

💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 In the realm of unspoken emotions, a tale unfurled silently, etched within unsent messages and veiled sentiments. Veronica, an artisan of words, spun her feelings into unwritten narratives, hoping they'd traverse the digital distance and reach that Robot's heart. Their story unfolded in the quiet moments, in the unspoken silences that lingered after failed promises. Veronica's words, a symphony of love and disappointment, echoed in the void left by his absence. She tried to bridge the gap, reaching out when their bond wavered, but the Robot remained anchored in his own world, oblivious to the shards of their friendship scattering. Her musings penned on social media became cryptic clues to an unraveling connection, a love faltering amidst unmet expectations. The Robot, once moved by her emotional posts, had drifted away, leaving Veronica with unshared sentiments and a heart craving acknowledgment. With each unreturned call a...

💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔   And when she finally poured her heart out and confessed her feelings, he declared her the mistake of his life which left her as a living dead. That was the worst he could ever do to her to make her understand that she was never the part of his life. While in the conversation, he said, "The Christmas eve was a mistake, and I regret about it" . These words turned her world upside down.  All she wanted to tell him was-  "For me, you were never a mistake, instead I believe, this was the universe conspired to align our fates and played its card to bring us together. So that we can be there for each other and that we both can come out of our sufferings. Universe knew what we had gone through and that’s why we happened in each other's life. It's the universe who chose us. Just imagine my love- you and me, we both were entirely different individuals. Despite that we got so connected and involved i...

💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 The girl's heart ached as she kept the fast for her lover, even though she knew he didn't consider her anything in his life. But she couldn't help herself. She loved him more than anything in the world, and she wanted nothing more than to see him happy and healthy. 🙏🏻 🙏🏻 🙏🏻 🙏🏻 🙏🏻 She kept fasting, hiding from the world as they made fun of her, and being unsure about how much it works, but for her it is a day that she entirely dedicate to God, praying for your well-being, success, and long life. Although, she does that every day, but this day feels especially meaningful. As the sun began to set on another day, the girl sat down to pray. She closed her eyes and imagined her lover's face. She saw his kind smile and his gentle eyes. She felt her heart swell with love. In her prayer, she asked God to bless her lover. She asked for him to be happy and successful. She asked for him to be protecte...

💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 💔 In the silent realm where dreams take flight, A girl's heart longs in the velvet of night. Echoes of longing, a silent serenade, For the boy she adores, in the dreams she's made. He's her world, though she's just a friend, Her love for him knows no bounds, no end. In the tapestry of dreams, their spirits align, As she yearns for his love, in a world so divine. In her dreams, they soar on wings of desire,                                                  In his eyes, her love sets her soul on fire. Yet he says, "You're important," with a tender embrace, A friendship's warmth, but not a love's grace. Through the night, they dance in a love's sweet trance, In her dreams, they share passion, they take a chance. His words, like echoes, whisper softly, but clear, "I cherish your friendship, my dear, ...