Generally, I start by mentioning how long it has been since my breakup. Now, I have lost count, or maybe I just don't want to think about it because it hurts. I am in Ghaziabad, attending college and pursuing a B.Tech in Computer Science Engineering, which I have always wanted to do. It's a fresh start: there are a lot of students, new friends, a new place, and connectivity to Delhi. I also have a decent girlfriend whom I talk to regularly. But even with all this, I am not happy.
There's something I feel I am missing. If you read my previous blogs, you will understand what that is. Maybe I am missing her. Despite all my efforts to forget about her, I am still missing her, and it is unbearable. I think subconsciously, I hoped I would accidentally meet her somewhere around Delhi, but that didn't happen. It’s not a bad thing, but a lover can never completely free himself from that everlasting longing. The uncertainties and multiple thoughts still disturb me:
- She has forgotten me so easily that I don't even exist for her, while I am still missing her mere presence, voice, and everything else.
- People only completely move on when they have someone who pulls them toward the future, so maybe there was always someone in her life who is still there.
