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I love memories....

I gave her up so she can have a life.. But I never promised I'd give up the memories.. They are sweet, evergreen and funny part is it all feels like it happened yesterday...

Time has passed, but whenever I read this, it reminds me, what I've lost in life.. Life would have been a lot of things if I had her... Now that she has got married, I should be living and talking about the memories and not her per se.

Train Station, the office, her house, mine, places where we had been together... I want to be my old self- rigid, arrogant, blunt, whatever I used to.. But I'm unable to transform myself..
I want to cryout loud.. I don't have any more tears left... I want to tell her I am not able to forget her... But then, she can't be mine any more...

I wish I could press a button and go back to where I was.. I don't want the pain to go away... I wish people learn from this story and make the right choices at the right time...


Peace
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