The Last Time You Kissed Me On My Forehead, I Forgot To Tell You This

Anonymous Anonymous in Your Story on 21 December, 2017

You know what, I also have a really cute story, okay?

I'm a girl who was in love with a shy and introvert guy. He was so extremely private, that we didn't exactly have a full-blown romance to showcase, but the love between us was divine.

But like all good things, that too came to an end. After we broke up, I decided that I would take a break from being so serious about love. I became casual and I enjoyed being single. Even if a drop-dead gorgeous man passes by, I'm calm in my own company. I reached a point where I didn't feel like I needed love at all.

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But then, there was this guy at work. He was average looking but he was talented and funny beyond imagination. I made some errors in my work and that landed me by his side, trying to find a resolution. This is how we became friends. He was my shoulder to lean on whenever I had work bloopers. He was always there for me to clear doubts and sharpen my mind. This led to the making of a beautiful friendship. We were always laughing, teasing others, and having fun.

I loved speaking to this guy. I could spend hours in his company without getting bored. Gradually, we became closer. We started missing each other. I would wait eagerly to speak to him every day. We planned to go on trips, long drives, movies, everything.

Finally, the day came when he was alone at home and he invited me over to do it. We spent the whole time chit-chatting and giggling, and it was early in the morning before we could succumb to sleep.

We woke up eventually but refused to leave the bed. We cuddled and the intimacy could not be broken. And I can't forget the very last time I looked into his eyes and he kissed me on my forehead.

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I'm sorry. There are a few things that I didn't tell him. This was the first time I had done anything like this, and I know I can't do it again. I just don't have it in me.

Firstly, I don't know why I went to his house without telling a single soul. That's not like me at all. I know what I did was not a crime, but I can't help feeling that it wasn't fair. But I know for a fact that we don't have a future together. This is only temporary. Someday, I will have to marry someone else, and I will find it in my heart to move on, actually.

But this man is the only one who made me fall for him entirely, and I didn't think twice before cutting everything loose and going on this free-fall. I hope he won't end up thinking ill about me because I'm still a good girl. It's just that- for reasons I cannot explain, we can't afford to be together.

I can't face him anymore. I can't meet his eyes. Every time I look at him, my heart starts beating in an out-of-control way. I miss him so much. I don't know if he misses me too.

If there is such a thing as rebirth, I'll pray for us to be together without anything or anyone else coming in our way. I'm an emotional person, but in this lifetime, I can overcome that. Maybe we can't be together, but nothing will stop me from missing you.

Editor's Note:

Share this story because it's obvious that there is a really private reason why this love story can't work out. But we all know that in the end if it's meant to be, love will make it happen at any cost.