The growth of my love story had been gradual but my success had always existed and both coupled together formed a deadly combination that was detrimental to our love. I wanted people to love me. She wanted them to leave her alone.

I wanted to wash away our past misgivings in those tears that would run from our eyes and weave a new start by folding her in my arms.I wanted to, but I did not!

All the good times evaporated like naphtha, the moment some air of misconceptions touched it.

And it worries me how misunderstandings exist because people would rather have a hole in their heart than to talk their issues out.