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Here’s Why I Have To Let You Go

Can I let you go?

I know you will hate me for this for I am the person who you trust the most, and now you think I am abandoning you. But I am not. I am, for the first time, in 12 years, choosing myself over you. I am saving myself from the heartaches that I am sure to feel every moment I am with you, knowing that you don’t love me the way I love you. Yes, I have fallen in love with you. Yes, despite our promises of never bringing love into the equation; despite our carefully designed schemes to never let the four-letter word ruin what we have as best friends, I have fallen in love with you. And I am sorry.

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I really don’t know when it happened. I keep asking myself the same question, trust me. I walk myself down the memory lane and assemble the moments we have had, to know where exactly I slipped. And these are the flashes I have gathered,

I fell for you when I caught you glancing at me from a distance and smiling like you were thinking, “I don’t get her, but I like her”.

I fell for you when you listened while I spoke and even when I didn’t.

I fell for you because after every fight we had, you stayed. Every time I tried to push you away, you said that I was stupid, and pulled me closer.

I fell for you when you told me that I make you happy, and knowing that you meant what you said, brought me happiness.

I fell in love with you because you helped me back on my feet every time I fell, and let me do the same for you.

I fell for you when you spoke about the horrors of patriarchy with the same fiery passion as mine.

I fell for you because you helped me grow and become the better version of myself.

I fell for you because you noticed the small little things, which made a big difference.

I fell for you because you have seen me at my worst, and so, you are the only one who deserves me when I am at my best.

I fell for you because you reminded me of the greatest man I have ever known, my dad.

I fell for you because every time I cried a tear, you didn’t go ahead to wipe it dry, but made sure I don’t cry for the same reason the second time.

You have given me strength; you have given me hope. You have taught me how to stand alone, though I always knew you had my back.

So tell me, is it my fault that I am in love with you, or yours? Both ways, I am the one who loses. I am the one who has to go. But you lose too, you lose a friend, and I cannot forgive myself for that. But, I have to choose myself over you, this time.

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And I know if coming to this point has hurt, hereafter is going to hurt worse. I am losing the first love of my life and my best friend, but I am just hoping, with time, my tears will run dry, my heart will stop bleeding after I put on the millionth band aid on it. Like a vagabond, I will learn how to live without a home, no matter how unsettling the idea of it sounds. May be one day, I will stop missing you, and just remember you and the curve of your smile, blurring the rest of my memories of you out of focus.

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May be one day this aching, numbing dull pain in my chest that hisses at me prompting me I had something great, and I ruined it, will cease to trouble me. May be one day I will stop crying about what I lost, but reflect on what all I could have lost if I had chosen to continue, to lie to you about how I felt about you. May be one day, not one song I listen to will remind me of you. May be one day I will not have all these hypotheticals, these maybes, and I will know for sure that I did the right thing by letting you go.

But never will I stop beating myself over the choice I made years ago, and so I need you to make it for me: Can I let you go?

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No Matter How Much It Hurts, Can I Let You Go
Can I let you go, because I have fallen in love with you and I know you don't feel the same way about me.
Riya Roy

Riya Roy

“If my doctor told me I had only six minutes to live, I wouldn't brood. I'd type a little faster.” This Isaac Asimov line, embraces my love for writing in the finest and most desperate way that it is and should be! I was tormented by the earnestness of the written word not very early in my journey. But once smitten, it has helped me devour life twice over; savoring the moment and indulging in its memories. As a flâneuse, I wander to understand the intricacies of human relationships. Realizing that, they are just different manifestations of the same feeling of love, has been my greatest learning. I seek to share its opulence through the words I type.