I lost you, even before you left.- By Anupama ojha

I lost you, even before you left.🙂🙂

Someone dedicates your favorite song over the radio for their long-distance lover and I couldn't help but think about you. The sound of your laugh crossing my mind, like a winter night slowly passing by my window. It's so hard to not talk to someone anymore who almost looked like everything.

On some days, my fingers almost run on your name; almost type another apology; almost caress your profile pic - but always hits the backspace.

I think of you sometimes like that one 11:11 wish, that I missed just by a second which is to say, it almost happened and then broke apart. Do you see how many “almosts" have grown us apart?

I don't know why you just walked away - but I have accepted that maybe life happens like that. I have accepted that sometimes no number of hugs and rain-walks can keep two people together.

I still smile when it rains remembering how you danced in it. I still read our letters. I still randomly type your number. I still wait for your name to show up in my call logs. I still miss you so much so that I still love you. I just cannot stop loving you. I don't know how to.

You were my everything, and now you are my almost. I wish I could tell you how much it hurts to think about you every day without you knowing it at all. It's scary how we sometimes love someone so much that there is absolutely nothing to hate about them - even if we want to

You left, in the middle of a tired year and I broke apart but you know something? I never had you.

I lost you, even before you left.

By Anupama ojha