I saw her picture and smiled.
Articles tagged with friendship.
And then all of a sudden, the lights went off.
I had faced a massive defeat.
I cannot marry you or be with you forever.
Little did I know, life as I knew it was about to change.
We are all in the same f*****g boat!
Both of us opened up to each other.
I am dealing with this all alone.
After a while, we were tired of explaining to people.
I was trying to do the impossible.
And all this time, she was never there for me.
It was a mental torture for me.
I don't regret choosing you.
I cried my heart out for him.
I didn’t know how to get out of this mess.
I wanted to hold her hand and tell her that everything would be fine.
I was head over heels in love with her.
Where did I go wrong?
It's us who are being foolish.
I wanted my friendship with her to be real and honest.
She started ignoring me, hiding things from me.
And I am strong enough to handle this pain.
I just kept telling lies.
Something is better than nothing.
I remembered everything about her.
I had a conversation with your new girlfriend a few days back.
You changed me and I changed.
I started thinking that something was really wrong with me.
I don't know what had come over him.
His happiness is my soul candy.
After a while, he started becoming very possessive about me.
I can’t meet my own eyes now.
He tried to give his best shot.
I can see my happiness in him.
On some days, I laugh more than normal.
What's done can't be undone.
I felt her pain and her constant embarrassment.
I felt some kind of unique connection between both of us.
Is it a lot to ask for?
I told her to stop searching and to take a deep breath.
I can't tolerate his silence.
I apologized for everything that had happened in the past.
I spent the rest of the evening trying to make it up to him.
She has a beautiful soul.
I am waiting to shower him with tons and tons of love.
I was like an animal.
Dear best friend, please come back.
I realized after spoiling my relationship.
Every happy moment is followed by a sad one.
Life without her is a mess.
I had to keep my self-respect aside.
I don't want to prove to you that my feelings are genuine.
He started crying like a child.
I love you enough to fight for you.
He was nearly my age and irritated me somewhat.
My clothes were lying on the other side of the bed.
Four years later, we met again.
I am dead and done.
He had nobody else.
It's been a few months since we spoke to each other.
Some people come into your life for a very short period.
I don’t know whether she will miss me.
Till now, I haven’t forgotten him.
We decided to take a hotel room for rent.
This time it seemed so real.
“Biti raat ki baaten nahi bhooli jaati.”
We were creating a small world.
I decided to give up all my dreams.
He was not ready to believe me.
We're both equally scared of relationships.
I don’t know whether I’m overreacting.
I ain't changing for anyone.
Whenever things are going smoothly, God has other plans for you.
The three of us spent a lot of time.
His family had accepted me as their bahu.
Are you supposed to have boundaries?
It never occurred to me that it would be our last meeting.
Our story was no less than any Karan Johar movie.
A bar, a bunch of unknown people, and music loud enough.
We played the sass card.
We were the ones who had once set an example to others.
I became someone who started caring again.
She’s using me. I know this.
For the first time in my life, I felt special.
“I never expected this from you"
I had failed as a friend.
No one could replace him in my life.
My heart pumped acid instead of blood
I never told you that you look amazing in yellow.
We travelled through Peru, Ecuador and Colombia together.
I cannot meet them even once.
Life was perfect.
‘Are you a Shaktimaan Fan?’ came a weird message.
I am dying to talk to them.
I did not catch the hint of the universe.
We weren't just friends.
I left my woman-ego aside and wrote to the guy.
It all started with a friend request on Facebook.
I had made a conscious decision to break up with my ex.
I couldn’t breathe.
I could not bear the pain of leaving her.
I found some agarbattis, a big knife, duck tape and a rope in it.
This was my ex-boyfriend.
I feel quite relaxed now.
We broke up and now I like my best friend.
I just lay there, totally shattered.
We started talking.
I have deleted her number.
I don’t care about random girls anymore.
I felt something deep within me.
The guy above always seems to have a different plan for you.
She became my best friend.
The more I saw of him the more I fell for him.
We had never met in person before.
I want to be friends with him.
No one knew about our secret relationship.
My love isn't my enslavement.
I can never forget you.
This has to be someone else’s dream.
Her boyfriend means the world to her.
She was involved too.
It's been four years.
I don’t know why I still talk with you.
One day I received her letter.
I am so in love with him.
We were friends before.
I still remember the day.
He couldn’t help but Google my name.
After a while, I too forgot about the incident.
It was messy, but to me, it was perfect.
When college ended, I was devastated.
Suddenly he started crying.
Things changed for worse after my birthday.
With time I moved on.
I Hurt Myself Because Of A Boy When I Was In College, I'll Never Forget What My Father Did For Me Then
Everything was like they show in the movies, a perfect ending.
He also tortured me mentally.
You took her for granted.
I was failing for him slowly.
This time I don't know why I held on to her.
You’ve always been my strength.
One day, I ended things with him.
“If someday, your boyfriend becomes mine, how would you feel? I am just asking.”
We again decided that this won’t be repeated.
It is said ‘Insecurity breeds arrogance’.
You cheated on your girlfriend and you cheated on your best friend.
After some time, he became my best friend.
I cannot even think about her.
Even my tears couldn’t melt his hardened heart.
I never gave up though.
You made me see the other side of life.
And couldn't marry anyone else.
I'm a 27-year-old guy who can’t identify with who he is anymore.
She kept her thoughts to herself.
I hate him a lot.
She asked me not to come.
I was angry at myself.
And as for the pain, it does hurt.
But I can’t blame you for this.
Vaani ironed her clothes, folded them up and smoothly placed them in her suitcase. While keeping each of her dresses she thought, “Should I go?” And her mind said, “Yes!...
I was very angry with her.
I wanted friends in my life, a lot of them actually.
The next few days passed in a blur.
Wait for my next letter.
I was her priority for sure, but she couldn’t leave him either.
At first, they hit it off as friends.
You’re wondering for a second if this is really a good idea.
He trusted me more than I did myself.
It's been a year now.
I just wish you weren't a part of our lives.
It was always the three of us.
What if her friend tried to take advantage of her? She was not in a condition to defend herself.
I moaned as I could feel him inside of me.
I Curse Myself Everyday For Not Standing Up For The Girl I Called My Best Friend And It's Too Late To Say Sorry
I hate that I acted like a typical Indian man and the worst part is — I won't get another chance.