Am I lucky or just stupid
to have loved her so deeply
that staying away feels like I'm carrying
a weight inside my chest.
This pain doesn't lie,
It's proof.
It means it mattered
and how real it all was.
Her story was not meant
for perfect endings.
Some journeys walk together only for a while,
just long enough to teach us
who we are meant to become.
I will forever treasure
her memories we created,
the laughter, the warmth,
the care that once felt like a home.
Those moments shaped me quietly,
and I will carry them with respect.
She helped me understand myself better,
showed me strength I didn't know I had.
And that's the cruel part,
You don't get that version of yourself
without losing the person
Who helped you find it.
Letting her go
was brutal, it was painful.
Not because love ended,
but because growing sometimes means
choosing to walk away.
I released her with kindness,
without anger or regret.
I will still love her,
with my heart split open.
I wish her peace, success,
and all happiness this world can offer.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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