For once, but never.

For once. 

For once, there was mutuality between our feelings for  each other.

For once, my love, loved me, solely. For once, I could be myself and be loved.

For once,  I felt, I had found my everything, my happiness.

For once, everything was on track.

Was.

My life , derailed. Our hearts met, but we couldn’t. 

Fate, itseems. 

Separated from society or fear from within. 

Separated. 

Never did we know, our destiny was away from eachother. 

– Aishwarya Singh 

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