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Why We Fell Apart

There were only two instances where I can vividly remember having a real, sensible conversation with you: the moment you told me you love me and the time we had to let it go.

                We fell apart not because we weren't the right match. I always believed we were meant for each other. We were complementary. We fell apart because we thought we’re too comfortable with each other. We were free-flowing individuals and we had a relationship that’s transparent rather than confidential. Normally, we have fights, but abnormally people around us always intervene like our relationship is a game show that needs an opinion poll all the time.

                We fell apart because we understood the meaning of spark, which we only had for a very short moment. Maybe we rushed things out or maybe because we thought we’re going to be good together, but none of the reasons I tailored seem to fit to what we have been and who we have become.

                We fell apart because I was busy and you’ve got plenty of your time in your hands. You demanded something I cannot always give and I demanded for your understanding but you demanded freedom in return. We fell apart because your inferiority is superior to anything else in this world.

                We fell apart because you wanted our story to be ‘your’ story. Relationships are two stories being interwoven but that wasn’t the thing with us. You always wanted to tell your story when it was supposed to be ours.

                You were a trophy but never a prize. That’s how you ‘packaged’ yourself to me before and I have always believed that. But things differ in a blink of an eye and I just realized you were not the person I knew.

                We fell apart because I got tired of everything. Things just don’t fall into their proper places and everything is so messed up and cluttered and my life could not afford to be in this kind of scenario again and you never understood what commitment meant for me and you never actually did anything to save up this relationship. We’ve easily given up and we’re actually not afraid of losing anything along the way.

                Or maybe because nothing will be lost because once and for all, nothing was gained. We just placed a tag but we never bought it anyway.

                We thought relationships were about having a tag when it’s about having a commitment. We thought relationships are about telling a story when it’s about telling a story together. We thought it’s about independently growing when it’s growing as one.

                And that’s why we fell apart.