A broken heart - short romantic broken heart story
Dear someone My hands do not fumble to text you, but sometimes they still want to hold you out of the pictures, right by my side. Falling in love scares me a bit less now, but the moment i think of one more commitment and plan not to give up there my heart takes a pause and questions me “ if i’m ready to take risk in love now, Why wasn’t I ready then?” I say i’m moving on, yet sometimes, a few places, a few days, makes me think of you. It’s your favourite festival going on here. I know you’re missing it and I'm enjoying it. But somewhere, something feels incomplete. I miss the fun we had together. Few monsoons ago, it was around this time when we were parting our different ways. We were loosing the grip over the promises of forever. For that moment everything felt harsh like a brokem dream. Maybe it was, (if we tried) We tried, We thought we'd make it. We almost did. But we failed. But our story does not ends here. We have our long differe...