This Is Exactly Why I Will NEVER Regret Falling In Love

Anonymous Anonymous in Life Is Tough on 11 September, 2017

As every girl who begins college, I too had high hopes and built castles in the clouds. New classes, new friends, new desks, new subjects- everything about college was exciting. I could feel my life changing around me, and I enjoyed every moment of it.

I had great friends, always had someone to sit with at lunch and can even go far enough to say that I was quite a popular girl.

In this flurry of excitement, people were adding each other on Facebook: from friends to teachers to our seniors. And this is how, one of my seniors, who is four years ahead of me added me and we began chatting. Day by day, our conversations changed from formal texting to something friendlier.


Months passed by until one day, during Christmas break, he asked me to meet him for a movie. I can’t express how excited I was about this. I thought I was just another girl he was texting but he wanted to meet ME! My friend helped me pick the corner seats that we wanted. When we reached, we both were grinning from ear to ear. Just immediately after the interval, he leaned in closer and yes, we kissed!

It was the most romantic moment ever! And of course, I assumed that this was Love and it was perfect.

I was swept off my feet with his words of love and longing. He asked me to keep our relationship a secret, and blinded by love, I agreed to this.

One day, my friends confronted me, they knew I was lying to them about him. I tried my best to clear these suspicions, but it didn’t work. They told me I didn’t deserve to be their friend. I was shattered. I took an auto and rushed to see him. He asked me to wait at a café nearby and as soon as he came, I broke down. I told him everything and he comforted me in the best way he could.

That’s when he said, “I love you.” Suddenly, I didn’t care about my friends, or whether I sat with anyone for lunch or not. I had him, and that’s all I wanted.

Months passed us by and one day, he texted me saying, we had to break up. I felt the world crumble beneath my feet. I asked him why, and all he could say was his parents won’t agree. They had spent a lot of money on him, his education so he couldn’t, rather wouldn’t, go against him. I begged him to reconsider. Told him that we would work things out and parents are supposed to be strict, but we can talk to them, convince them, explain things to them. But he was adamant.

Slowly, our calls decreased, no replies of my texts, nothing. Within a year of this, I graduated and left med school for work.

And this is when I realized that love is something special: and when you find it, you will cherish them and they will cherish you. All this while, I never knew that love could be expressed freely. That love wasn’t supposed to be a secret: and this is what the love of my life taught me. And it’s beautiful.

People soon found out that I was dating someone else. They called me names behind my back, or sometimes even to my face. But I didn’t care because I finally understood what love means. One day, my ex called me. He wanted me to forgive him and come back to him. I thought that I would take some time to think about this, or that I would be confused or sleepless because of that call. But I wasn’t. At all. Not even for a minute.

I deleted his number permanently from my phone. And decided it was time to put myself first, and more importantly, the man who puts me first. 
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