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There’s not a single standard I can meet anymore — thank Almighty
Itwas only four years ago that I sat here on my couch with my best friend, Sunny, and we talked until late into the night about our romantic aspirations. We were both scared — neither of us had experienced a relationship in which we hadn’t been abused or betrayed. Yet there we were, two middle-aged women filled with hope, stars in our eyes, giggling like schoolgirls over the thought of falling in love again.
We had vastly different approaches. I couldn’t date anyone if I didn’t already have a crush on them. I couldn’t explore something romantic unless the feelings were there. Sunny was more practical. She was willing to start from scratch, using dating apps to meet men and see if sparks developed.
I was surprised to find myself the first one to dive into a relationship. He said he was going to take me to New York and Paris. He told me so many stories of all the adventures we would have.
But he ended things abruptly after our first weekend together.
Sunny was four or five guys in by then. She couldn’t help but give me a subtle, “I told you so.” She had not trusted my long-distance love. She already had a much better track record with getting out before permanent damage was done.
I thought I should take a break from my dating quest to find my footing again, but, while still shell-shocked, another suitor, someone I thought was a friend, moved in quickly, lovebombing me so relentlessly that I remained shell-shocked. Which, I suspect, is just how he wanted me.
There were no dreams of travel with this one — instead, he promised to take me to a realm I had never visited before: marriage and motherhood. He promised me forever.
Sunny said I was being a fool. Sunny was right.
I lied to her about how it ended. I was too humiliated to admit that every single word out of his mouth had been deception — and that I’d believed it all.
Today, as I sit here on this couch where we shared our romantic dreams together, we are no longer friends. She met a nice man last year. All Over the course .
JaiHind..JaiBharat..
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