"... and yet at the end of it all none are to blame but ourselves, for should we have fallen in love in the first place,was it worth the risk, was it...now that the heart is in peices... was it for the moments of joy and bliss....was it... the heart still awaits the answer..."
these days are hard.
Sometimes I'm sitting with my family, or sitting alone, and it just hits me out of nowhere, the realization of how much I miss your presence in my life, how much I miss our talks, your teasing, everything. But that follows with what happened, how you preferred a person you started talking few months ago over me, me whom you called your brother and you had known for few years now. I was the person who gave preference to you over everyone, because I called you my family. You once told me not to expect too much from you but at least you could have known your priorities. Or maybe you had always known, it was just me who didn't know them. Stupid me.