Love: A dangerous game. [Part 2]

By Sonia Shrestha

I heard her silence; it ripped my heart and cut through my soul like a dagger. I hated to leave her in anguish. Her piercing eyes cried for a reply; I had none that could satisfy.
The steps seemed heavy, her agony made it difficult for me to leave. With a heart that cried her name, I moved—slowly. Every step I took increased her grief and mine. My heart would forever belong to her that I cannot deny.

Will I ever be able to forgive myself for causing her pain? I think not; this guilt would remain fresh in me forever. But what choice did I have? She had dreams, which she could never have achieved with me. Her aspirations were beyond my horizon; she loved me but she loved her dreams more. How could I let my love entrap her desire of soaring high?

My love for her was deep; I wanted her to get what she desired and deserved–—her happiness laid in her dreams.

Our hearts are heavy today, but time heals all. We will move on—I hope we do—I hope she reaches her goals and be truly happy. I hope her shattered heart fixes itself again and I hope my betrayal—she will forgive and understand that Love was a dangerous game, it was not so because of heartbreaks and treachery but because it meant giving selflessly—even at the cost of our existing contentment.

I loved her enough to let her go, to know where she would truly be happy. I loved her enough to help her achieve her dreams—by being away from her...

" All I ever wanted was to see her successful and to do that I went a long way."

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  1. Display Name29 June 2015 at 09:32

    Simply amazing!! :'-)
    Thanks for mentioning my quote :-)

    Keep up the good work!

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