Letter to my ex.

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Our story was a complicated puzzle.

I left in a hurry,

gathering all the pieces I could,

I sat in the corner,

trying to fix it,

somewhere in the bottom of my heart I knew

that I wouldn’t be pleased with the solved puzzle

I believed what I wanted to believe and not the reality.

I should have realized that competition was not between me and her.

infact it was just a game between you and me.

How could I forget that you were a master of different games.

instead of helping me fix the puzzle,

you had changed the game itself.

Even today after so many years,

It still hurts to know that the missing piece was,

she was always your choice,

and I was just an option.

Now all I been left with is the skill of changing games,

than fixing the puzzle.

And that’s how I could never win one.

12 Comments Add yours

  1. Wonderfull! So poignant

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Maanya says:

      Thank you. it means a lot.😊

      Liked by 1 person

      1. You are very welcome!

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  2. ❤ beautifully written

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Maanya says:

      Thank you😊

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    1. Maanya says:

      Thank you. 😊

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  3. Anonymous says:

    Beautifully written 😊

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Maanya says:

      Thank you.😊

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    1. Maanya says:

      Thank you.😊

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