Page from Her Diary..

A random shot at writing about lost love..

There’s nothing I can do about it. I am a coward and I know it. My heart skips beats these days so many times. Please don’t go. Understand that I need you and I am helpless, I can’t call for you. Just be there, just looking at you, just you being around everything seems fine. I really really miss you. I know you have your problems, we’ll deal with them together. I’m sorry for being ignorant, don’t do that with me. Come back as you were before. I don’t like it when you look at her, or when I get to know that you talked to her, I am jealous and I accept it. I’m sorry I asked you not to call me, I am sorry I had my tantrums. I miss you, I’m here now, I promise if you fall I’ll catch you or else I’ll fall with you.

I don’t have the courage to say somethings, because I’m not sure what words to choose, and I don’t want to hurt you or me. But that doesnt mean I don’t want you. Every part of me wants every part of you. Please please come back.. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you so much. I want to feel how it feels to hug you. I want to hold you, please forgive me. I’m sorry. Come back. I miss you. I promise I’ll be better person. I don’t know what else to say.. I wish somehow you know..

Author: Divya A.A

This is real. Life is happening.

5 thoughts on “Page from Her Diary..”

  1. The woman (or man) in the letter is pleading and begging. I personally would have liked to see something like this at the end, “But, if you decide not to, I will be fine.” — or something else besides the pleading. Remember, this is just “my” opinion and you are the writer.

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