Epilogue

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As I open my eyes, blinking to be woken from the dream. The mist of your scent brings me back to the sadness my heart has endured. Am I to forgive this soon? That would not be me. Seeing you being regretless, all I feel is envy and anger. What is mine and what is to be mine is my choice and no one can force me into doing something against my wishes. Not even you. 

I know I was muddle-headed because of you, but I'm yet to lose my conscience. The mist surrounding me is nothing but an illusion I spun for myself. You were always distant, you were always righteous. But what your righteousness brought me was pain and only pain.

Until I can see the good in life, let me dwell in sadness for a while. God can not be this merciless as to bring me such a heartbreak. I know you did not do it on purpose, but I need you to know that you were wrong. I have also realized that I should let you go. You belong to someone else.

You were but a mirage, an illusion that I could never attain. 

Yours,
Chandraa.

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