Her eyes. Her deep, dark brown eyes convey more than what you could put into words. And you know that, don't you? And you know how your smile made her heart skip a beat. But what did you do? You saw her scars. You judged them. You saw her fake smile. The concealer and bruises. Believed everything to be true. But you saw the way she looked at you while you explained unrealistic dreams? And you remember her doubting you or your thoughts once? That, my friend, was her faith and love. But what did you do? All you knew and saw were the flaws. You drove her away. Shunned her for things beyond her control. Like she was cursed for life. Counted all of her mistakes as her sin. You know what her greatest mistake was? Loving you for who you were. But in all your flaws, she found perfectness. That was not you. That was love, her idea of love. It was her escape. Her dream. Her trust. You lost it all. The tinted glass came off after a while. You wanted to strip her soul of her Belief. And treat it as her fault. But did you even imagine this... In her fight for validation from you, seeking respect for her love and trying to prove her worth to you, she was now invincible. She was now an undefeated warrior. She didn't need validations anymore. She didn't wait for people anymore. Whether she trusted the world or not, love was still in plenty inside her. But she didn't need a person to share it with anymore. She found it everywhere. In abundance. Busy pointing out her flaws, you had managed to ignore who she was. She was a lamp. That burned to give light in darkness. Hope. Love. The world made her believe sacrifice was the greatest form of love. But tired of being only perfect in sacrifice and not in standing up for herself and everything else that mattered to her in this world, she started questioning it. She is a lone warrior whose soul is complete. Heart full of magic. Not because of you, my friend, but because she grew out of your world and made her own. She could do all of that because she knew herself more than anyone else ever would. She was not the wrong woman for you. You were not the right person for her.
© Suranya
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