I don't know if it's okay anymore for me to ask you how are you, but then, who cares. You know me , I'll do exactly what I'm not supposed to do . And here I am , writing to you , knowing very well that this should be the last thing for me to do .
So,how are you? Are you finally happy to see me this way ? To see the marvelous destruction you created ? To see a vulnerable, miserable me ?
You must be Probably assuming that I hate you now , just like all the other things you assumed. But hate is something I can't feel now .
Out of all emotions , grateful would be the closest to how I feel about you , about us. I am grateful to you for making me realise how much of depth resides within me ,how deeply I can love someone who never belonged to me . I am grateful to you for acquainting me with the strength it takes to forgive someone for our own sake .

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