All the words of love, uttered while gazing at the stars, mean nothing, when you say nothing at allâ€¦
The outlines you traced on the back of the palm, when you say nothing at allâ€¦
The tears you shed over my absence mean nothing, when you say nothing at allâ€¦
Something happens; a little piece of me dies, when you say nothing at allâ€¦
I am not afraid that I will die, but that you will not have someone who loves you as much as I. I used to be your strength, your lucky charm, the savior on your bad day, remember they are your words, never spoken by me.
After so many years of marriage, of living together and of watching our babies grow into adults and lead their own lives, you tell me there is another woman, and that we are done? What does that mean? Was I not sufficient? Where did I go wrong? What am I to understand when you say nothing at allâ€¦
I was not one who believed in love and happily ever afters, I was happy on my own in my little world. Then you came along, on the pretext of business, you built a bridge between us. You came all the way the day I was sick, bringing bouquets of roses for me, without even knowing that I hated them.
My heart was mine, till the day you took my hand into yours and asked me to marry you. Did I not tell you then, that life is no fairy tale, that there is only a rush of emotions and no love, that a marriage is an additional responsibility? I begged and pleaded, asked you to take your words back, you were too dear for me to lose and somehow when I made you sad, I was hurting more inside.
Over the years I learnt, to love, and that we could create our own fairy tale, that ours was truly a happily ever after. Though cracked, I was still whole, never broken; and today, after so many years you tell me, that there is no love anymore?
More than all your bitter words, what hurts more is when you say nothing at all â€¦.