We both love each other so deeply that even world can't even apart us...
it's so amazing talking with your first love of life...
having some butterfly in your stomach,
maybe some rats also..😂
I was 13 yrs old...and he is too
meeting on a online platform.. for first time
but it doesn't feel like that you're meeting for first time..
a feeling, that makes you feel that he is made for you..
you're so lucky to have your love at this young age..
and this is first love...
talking and typing continuosly...
no Matter , you're parents are watching you..
or you have skipped your dinner..
love always test you in every step..
this was only 2-3 steps of our love life...
we talked with each other..
and slowly time passed away like a bird,
we are 20 now...
now we are adults so we can love each other freely..
but still afraid to tell our feelings to each other...
yes, we didn't confessed to each other..
it's been 8 years..we are talking and chatting with each other for 8 years.. but yes, we are shy..
one day parents found about it..
they snatch away my phone..
and we didn't talked with each other for almost 10 days... it's like 10 years...ufffff..
now I have made an other account and you know...
he said..
" I love you"
😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳
and I also said I love you too 😳😳😳😳😳
finally we are in love, time passed and we are now
23 years old...
and finally we decided to meet each other in these 11 years..
we are so happy...
and we met..
I can see him in a tall and handsome figure..
I also weared pink frock...his favourite colour 🤫🤫🤫
and we started to grow more feeling...and we loved each other for the whole night..🔞🔞
some was love and some was desire...
we are in relationship for almost 6 months...and 11 years
but one day, my world got apart...
he said
" I love her now, I don't have feelings for you now"
these sentence broked me...
we didn't meet each other for almost 20 days...
he tried to call me but I didn't pick up his call...
and finally he reached my home one day...
and he saw,
lying on the floor , in blood..and wrist was cut..
he screamed....my name
but it was too late, I was gone..
he was not able to stand..
but somehow his family members support him..
and now he is married ...his family members forced him..
he is somehow happy and somehow not..
and
it's been 30 years...
he is now 53 years old...
he hide me from his two children and wife...
he used to be happy when he is with his family...
but when he is alone
he is with my photo....
and on the photo frame it was written...
"Divya roy.. died on 15th October 1991.."
yeah that was my death Date...and my birthday also..
It's too late that we can still talk with each other...
but after all, I want to ask ...
"WHY?????"
