he loves me not..

A relationship is the bond between two people, two people who are romantically involved . Different from 'dating' a relationship may be thought of more as 'long-term'.. And this Relationship, the thing we treasure having in life, requires work on behalf of both the people involved.. communication, compromise, understanding, care, love, promises fulfilled, faith, hope, patience, space, all ingredients put together spices it up and keeps it going..

With relationships come break ups.,  And people break up all the time, sometimes for the wrong reasons.. The smallest of things tear up something so beautiful, leaving one deeply hurt and all messed up.. There was a girl, something similar happened to her too.. She was pretty, smart, and like every other girl, she was fun to be with and loving, she loved shopping, movies, chocolates, partying, she cribbed and complained a lot., and the first time i met her i knew we would be close friends.. And yaa, she was in a relationship too, a very happy one with a cute story (i guess every love story is a cute one).. Anyways, college days passed by and we all soon got on and got bussy and got serious with our lives and work and future.. 
A few years later, i met this friend, it was all like old times again being with her., i noticed she had made a shell around herself, she had become less social and less reachable., and i guessed something was not right.. 
One night she started telling me how her love had suddenly decided to ampute everything, not stay in touch anymore and end everything that matter for the two of them, for he thought he would not be able to give her the luxuries of life.. She told me how she had tried over and over again to sort things and get back to being them and being normal, but in vain.. Her world was torn apart, dreams shattered after a decade of togetherness and loving and sharing.. Now there was nothing left, but lots and lots of memories that made her weep every night.. 
I understand i do not know what went on in the mind of the guy before he made this decision., but what i could not understand either was, Did she not have the right to decide her life, did she not want to chose or decide..?!?!? We do not fall in love with someone for their fancy cars, sexy shoes or branded clothes.. 

All this was something she kept all to herself and never told anyone for a long time, a part of her that she probably thought only she should know and deal with.. I do not know what made her open up to me, but i am glad she did, may be it will not remove the pain, but you know they say to unbottle yourself sometimes feels good., and also 'to harbour a painfull emotion that you can't deal with, it may not be obvious to the others or outsiders, but it eats you up bit by bit.. 

Someone could make you feel soo special and then one fine day make you feel so unwanted.. I had never seen her cry ever before, but i did that night.. 


I cared, i could not do anything but just sit there, be silent and just be there with her in her moment of despair, her hour of grief and bereavement, tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face her with powerlessness..