Last night mosquitoes bit me through and through and through it all I remember dreaming that I was reaching for the moon.
Actually it's a good thing that it's over with A. He doesn't have it in him to be true to me.
I'll never forget how he told Vib to suck his dick or how he fell at that girl Rut's feet. He is not a decent man when it comes to women. Not in the way he talks.
But he did treat me very well (I mean decently) and he has a gentle heart that made me value him.
I'm sure he's with someone else now. That goes without saying. And he lies through his nose and is not to be trusted. He lied on his birthday.
He's arrogant to the core. And I'm sure he was not true to me.
All these remembrances hurt me. He did stare at Mun all through the first innings of the World Cup finals.
I should let him be. He'll keep philandering into his old age.
He judged me.
Actually everybody told me to leave him. Dr Dhawale when he met A had told me not to be with him, saying that he has a lot of issues and would never be true to me. But I would never do that to A. I should probably listen to people more. Or I don't know.
And then A told me that he'd left me because people told him to leave me.
That really hurt me.
He has his own psychological issues. Why did I love him so much? Why was my heart not more reasonable?
His face keeps flashing into my mind's eye.
I don't hate him. He's a humanbeing. And nobody is perfect. And I do know that he's valuable.
I wish him all the best.
I really hope Sam and me hit it off today and that we enjoy each other's company.
Love,
Me.
10.51 am
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