(Written for : Reena’s Xploration Challenge #284)
In pursuit of Reena’s challenge # 284, I thought of displaying the last torn page of my diary written before my death. And here it goes….
……..I was taken aback when a common friend informed me about her that” She’d forgiven everyone and emptied her home of all that gave it meaning” because what I did to her was simply unforgivable. So forgiving myself was all the more afflicting and embarrassing for me.
More than that, I could not withstand the fact that she emptied her home, our home of all that gave it meaning; a home of our hopes and aspirations, love and desires, cries and giggles, romance and altercations, dreams and dreams coming true. I could have withstood her leaving me, not forgiving me but her emptying the home of everything that gave it a meaning was like taking my dreams away. I wouldn’t want to forgive her for that if I lived anymore. There was no point, no charm of staying in this damn world any further and after midnight the same day, my soul relinquished my body.
Probably, both of us loved each other so much that both would not want to get forgiven for something that could have hurt the other one.
Good evening and see you next time.