I’m a 24 yeas old girl, and in September 2024, I fell in love with a boy from a different state. From the moment our eyes met, we knew we were meant for each other. I loved him deeply, and he loved me even more. But right from the start, we told each other we couldn’t marry. We were from different states, different castes, and on top of that, my family is extremely strict.
Being their first child, they expect me to be perfect, focus only on studying, succeed in life, and never make a mistake. They’ve never given me the freedom to express myself. I’ve always felt like a tool for their pride. But despite all this, I forgot everything and fell for him completely. He became my world. I cared for him like a mother, and he cared for me in ways no one else ever had.
He always told me I was the most beautiful girl, even though I knew I wasn’t. He was a gem. Our love grew stronger every day. I was living in a hostel near his home, and we became so close that I couldn’t imagine a day without seeing him. But then, everything fell apart. His parents suddenly arranged his engagement to his distant relative. He told me just two days before it happened. I was shattered.
He’s 30 years and unemployed, so he couldn’t say No to his family, and I couldn’t speak up to mine. I even told him we should just end it all together, but he reminded me of our families. The engagement happened, and my world crumbled. From December 10, the day I found out, to today 1oth July, I haven’t stopped crying. I keep thinking about the future we planned i.e., Me, Him, our daughter Maha, his parents, a small house, a cute dog, and a little garden.
All of it vanished in a single day. I feel broken. He’s heartbroken too, but there’s nothing we can do. I cry every day, looking at our memories and photos. People tell me it was just one year and to think of it as a good memory, but they don’t understand how special that year was. He was the best man I’ve ever met, the one who brought me juice during hectic shifts, massaged my head when I was tired, or my legs when I had cramps.
He messaged me a hundred times when I was upset. He had No ego and so much love to give. Why did God bring us together if we weren’t meant to be? I have no one to share this with, so I decided to write this Confession here. I’m dying inside but pretending to laugh outside. I don’t want to live without him. He was my everything.
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