My Unrequited Love
Her heart had been heavy since ages and it felt light letting go of everything.
“You don't love me, meri jaan! Try to understand, It's just an infatuation, nothing else… It happens at this age and I am sure your feelings are temporary. They will go by time. Why ruin us for these stupid feelings ?! Mohabbat sab tabah kar degi!!” Mustafa gently pulled her face, placing his forehead over hers. He was crying as he tried assuring her. The gentle consolation was meant for his heart, more than hers. He felt as if he was loosing his everything, and held onto her like she was the last breath he got.