Wasn't it love

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Hey! You miss me? I do. I still miss being your half-girlfriend. You know accepting the truth takes time, sometimes more than usual. I'm being honest if your friendship is this much sweet, how your love will be? The lucky girl will get you for free, but i'm still with efforts lost you. It may sound strange, but don't you honestly ever feel I was in love with you? Do you know when I fell in love? nothing comes easy to us and love tops that list. Destiny itself grabbed you near to me, and thrashed like an enduring fantasy into my life; like a stranger offering a bouquet of red roses in the street for free. When I was least expecting something better, you came and you led me to a path of paradise. And now I realize my mistake wasn’t falling for you, it was believed you had fallen for me, too.
I know this doesn’t matter to you and maybe you’ve no idea of all this, but I'm tired. for me, we had a journey. I can’t lay it off my heart and mind till my last breath. I haven't let you know but in my heart, I still suffer like hell. maybe, this will always be a part of my heart that no one can ever replace.  there’s a lot of stuff I want to tell you, but I don’t know how to. With a load of my rights, It feels like, the entire universe will go bad on my head and I am losing my courage to defend myself. But tell me, " Why did you do everything for me, even though I didn’t ask for it? And if you did, then why did you leave so early? " 
Why didn’t you run away when we argued? why do you shout a sorry every time, jerk a talk as if nothing happened?
Why you were calling me at odd hours, and sharing your thoughts? Why do you make me believe every time that I was your happy place?
Why do you make me believe that you can be vulnerable around me only? Why did you let me see your vulnerable standpoint and patiently watch mine?
While declining a family call, don't you have any intention of making me feel special a bit? 
What do you have in your mind when you are pushing your best friend to boredom by babbling about me and you?
Why did you share that uncomfortable silence While I was upset and consoled things will always get better.
Why did you tease me for success, celebrate small successes by asking for a treat while everyone was envious, and grip me away better for downfalls?
Wasn't you patiently standing beside me thick and thin being more than a best friend and letting me be for you every time?
Why do you include me in everything?
probably that’s why I fell in love with you. You decorated a parched tree with glares and gleams and let the world see and celebrate the glow. and now, I realize you did all of it for others too. I wasn’t special. My loneliness drove me insane and let me to misunderstand. But, if I'd ever confessed to you " I LOVE YOU ", it'd have never been a proposal for being in a relationship wired with commitments and promises. It'd be a crossroads of trust and respect for each other. 

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  2. Wonderful content Aparna ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฝkeep it up ☺️☺️

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  3. Keep shining girl.. GREAT!! ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฆ‹

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  4. First of all, Hats off to your incredible and soothing content writing❤️ You have no idea how much blessed you are with your convincing writing ❤️ I feel so proud calling you my bestie❤️ And then about this post .....this couldn't be more relatable ....I can feel each and every word that you've written ....The Story of One Sided Love ❤️ One of the most pure forms of Love ever....Sadly ....not everytime it evolves to a full fledged love Story �� Seriously how come they never ever feel about our feelings! Salute to your content ☺️ For me it is the last part..."But, if I'd ever had confessed .....and will do forever"

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  5. Loved it ♥️๐Ÿ˜˜

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