I am a very simple girl who believes in fairy tales and magic. I have always been optimistic no matter what cost I pay for it. I have believed in the wrong people, I have put other people first even if they never prioritized me.

The first time my world looked different was when I fell in love. I met him on Facebook. I never accept random friend requests but there was something strange when I first saw his photo, I felt like I knew him and I instantly connected.

I had seen this face for quite sometime in my imagination. It's weird, I know, but that's the truth. It did not take too long for him to propose to me. I took a while to accept, but not too long. We were about to meet for the first time.

He is from Hyderabad and I am from Bangalore. He came to Bangalore on 25th May 2012 to meet me, and I was shaking when I first saw him. He noticed how nervous I was. But after a while, we were so comfortable with each other that it was as if we had been together forever. He stayed in Bangalore for 2 days and those were the two days that made me decide that he is the one. He cried when he had to depart from Bangalore. He said he loved me a lot, in front of so many people. It felt good, although I couldn't express much in return. I did not even cry when he left because tears don't roll down very easily from my eyes, I control myself too much.

The first few days were the best, but after a few months, it was a different story in my life. We were very different from each other, and of course opposites attract. But that's exactly why we hit rock bottom. He even asked me to be serious in life, only because I never let anything affect me. I was just a happy girl, no matter what.

That sometimes irked him because he never understood why I was like that. What was the problem in me living my life the way I wanted? Then this happened- he was going to Germany for higher studies and I was so happy for him! But then he said that our relationship might not work out, and that it would be better if we broke up! But I had faith and I held on. I held on to him, even when he didn't value me. And that's when I slowly started losing myself. There were days and months when the happy girl in me was gone, and I was just pretending.

I held on strongly for three years. Strongly, until he said he had cheated on me, and that he was sorry.

Then he said we should get married. What was I supposed to tell him? Yes? "Why don't you marry the girl you slept with?" I said. But he begged me to take him back. I hated him for what he did but I eventually forgave him. However, I couldn't take him back. I slowly got away from him so I could move on.I had no other option. I trusted him more than anything else in the world, but he broke all my dreams.

I found out another thing after we broke up. He had a fling with my cousin as well! I just couldn't take it. I couldn't take it that a girl who had been so close to me all my life could do such a thing to me. How could they have had an affair while I was in his life? My faith was completely shaken.

I did not talk to him for a year. He tried everything to talk to me but I had left to never return. Years passed, and I met my cousin again. I behaved normally and she thanked me for forgiving her. After a few months, he begged me to talk to him and I did. I was friendly with him, but not too much. I spoke to him so he could feel better. All that guilt must have killed him. We still talk just as friends. When he needs me, I'm there. But when I look back, I see the pain I was put through for no fault of mine. I am happy I'm out of it.

Today he's with someone else. He cheated on me with someone, and she cheated on him with someone else. But that's how karma works.

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