I am sixteen years of age right now. One might think it’s a really tender age for someone to fall in love and don’t confuse my feelings with infatuation. I was in class 8th when she was in class 11th. I joined a new school cab. At first, she was just a senior to me. Months passed everything was normal. It was second term of class 8th I made up a lie to my friend that I liked her. Just to look cool.
Days passed I was promoted to class 9th she joined class 12th I started growing fond of her day by day. She left van and travelled by her own vehicle. I was sad, but I brushed aside my feelings, yet I was happy.
A year passed I was in class 10th she passed out from school. I was shattered, stopped talking to anyone in school home. It took me almost 3 months to get over depression, I regularly started cutting my hand with knife, blade etc.
Today I am in class 12th it just her I feel my life is all about. She isn’t even in Delhi yet I over days I drive around her house hoping to see her once. So that much to sukoon mile kabhi to raat ko chain se neend aaye.
Crying is a habit now. Every time I pray I wish her happiness 5 times a day. I just want to be left alone now. It feels like my desire to live is lost. I will live of course but I really won’t be living.