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| Love, Fear and Unspoken Battle |
Love, Fear, and the Road Between Us
Side by side, yet miles apart,
I spoke my heart; you held your guard.
I wished for time, just more with you,
You feared love’s weight and what it could do.
You said to forget, to let you go,
But love doesn't fade just because we say so.
If it must end, then make it clear,
Not in silence, not with fear.
A Journey Beyond Distance
The journey between Bangalore and Mysore was more than just a physical trip. It was a passage through emotions, unspoken fears, and the weight of love and uncertainty.
As we sat together in the bus, the world outside blurred, but within, every word carried meaning, every silence held a question.
A Moment of Honesty
I told her something simple yet profound.I felt a pang of jealousy for those who spoke to her every day. Not because I wanted to control her, but because I cherished every second with her.
She took it differently, warning me that jealousy turns into possessiveness, and possessiveness leads to control. She feared that love would come with expectations, restrictions, and inevitable pain.
The Weight of Fear
Her fears ran deeper than just love. The burden of family expectations, the unspoken struggles of an intercaste relationship, and the uncertainty of a future together clouded her thoughts.
She wondered how love could be unconditional, how someone could love without expecting anything in return. Then, she said it again.Forget me when you go to Sweden.
The Heart’s Breaking Point
Forget her? I smiled, but inside, something cracked.
I told her the truth the only way I knew. A heart can bear pressure up to a point, but know the threshold. If you truly want me to forget, make it right. Give me that much pressure which makes my heart stop wanting.
She got angry. She thought I meant something else, that I was willing to give up everything for love. But that was never my point.
Love isn’t a switch that turns off with distance. It doesn’t weaken with time. If forgetting was necessary, then it needed to be complete, not a slow, painful fade.
A Silent Understanding
As the bus moved through the night, so did our emotions. After moments of silence, we spoke again, softer this time. The tension eased, but the questions remained. Between Bangalore and Mysore, we carried our own battles, hers with the fear of love’s consequences, mine with the pain of loving despite them.
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