You know? when you have to face one bad breakup or heartbreak or failure to confess the feeling and convince the gal, and just have to let go and then you feel like you should find someone else who is more understanding and would help you move on and you finally find one and spend some time with them, learn to enjoy the moments and feeling but when things starts to go same as before and all the melodrama and nagging and childish behavior and when she loses interest in you and the feeling fades away, then it is no more a true love but an infatuation.
Confused? Don’t scratch that itchy head of yours, I’m going to explain this, again. So, when I was trying to
overcome from my last failed relationship, I found someone new in my life, someday we laugh, someday we cry, someday she will get dramatic like how she was used and abused by her ex and how Bad she is and blah blah blah, yeah get the picture, perks of modern day relationship. Then few months later or so conversation turned into a 10 minutes short hi hello and taking notes of whether she is well or not, unlike the long night conversation that happened when this all started. Then came the part where I did some digging and some f**** said she got a new boyfriend and she needed a backup to tell her sad stories and start a drama now that she patched up with that other guy, she lost interest in you. Yeah, sounds fishy but this was true when my doubt was confirmed in the change events.
But now I had to let go another one and this shit came to that age old Friend zone (gladly not bro zone). Yeah, we still stay friends. I knew things weren’t working out between us since it took a different direction and then itself I knew that it wasn’t love, but a mere infatuation that I had for her the day I saw her for the first time, that innocent pretty face in the midst of her dusky complexion and hazel eyes that made me feel something for her. (Ugg, yeh kambakth dil). But this was like attraction at first sight. So yeah, now I know why modern relationship is full of problems and doesn’t last long. It’s not love man, it’s infatuation. The only love that matters the most is the first person whom you gave your heart to and who broke it into ten thousand pieces, no matter how much you try to mend you heart by going after an another relationship and many more after that, you will never mend your broken heart but will be hurting yourself even more and doing the same f***** mistake over and over again.
