What it could've been

"I was 20. She was 20. Her father had fixed her marriage. She was scared of telling him about me. She abruptly ended the relationship we had. I was not ready. Started drinking. Called her and abused her. Begged her to stay. Roamed around her house just so I could see her. Friends supported me. Cried once, Like, Literally cried a lot and time heals I guess or at least makes us forget things.

I was 27. She was 28. I doubted her loyalty. One day she just confessed to cheating while on call and I was just numb. Emotionally numb. Just could not process it. I did not cry this time. I was pretty lost for a while. Blocked her instantly.

I am alone right now. Don't know what love is. Don't know what a relationship is. Just living. Sometimes solitude feels good. Sometimes I wish to fall in love again so that I can feel for the last time how it is to love someone and to be loved. It's one of my wishes. It's okay if it doesn't come true. But I can wish for it, Right?"

I read this on Reddit. I felt how it would be to be in their place but then this feeling was too familiar. The place where we all would've been at least once in our lives.

Only if it worked out.

Only if they/we made it work given the odds.

Oh, What it could've been.