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The letter:
Dear Prachi,
I remember the first time I laid my eyes on you. When you saw me crying. You came to console me. I didn't told you that why was I crying nor you asked me. So, let me tell it now. I had a brother, Aryan. He had cancer and he died. I was devastated by his dead. He was the only one who was always for me.
So, let me come to the point. I got to know that I also have cancer and the doctors said that I am only going to live till 22. I didn't wanted to get attached to you so I didn't came to meet you. But when you told me that you love me I was beyond shock. I knew I loved you too but I can't do it. So, I have decided to go to my aunt's place.
In other circumstances, I would be saying 'goodbye' or 'see you later', but I am gonna be real, I am going to die.
I don't if you would see me again or not before death. I know you want to tell that I'm not going to die but that's the truth.
I am not a quitter but the game isn't worth playing anymore.
Sometimes, I just wish that I hadn't gotten close to you.
And I have a confession to make, I love you Prachi.
I can stay in your heart but not in your life.
I always said : The less people I cared about, the less people I have to loose, the less it hurts. And that's exactly why I didn't wanted you in my life.
Writing this letter is harder than I thought. All goodbyes are sad and so is it.
Just remember one thing, I love you. I am in love with you and always will.
Love, Ranbir
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