Sorry to infiltrate in your life.

I know I'm a mess, you might have been the same but atleast you were a happy mess!

Here I'm running out of words. Again!

Is it because it's about You? Or is it because I still have some hope to hear from you?

Whatever it is, facts can't be changed.

You never promised anything. Not relationship, nor friendship, I guess it was all in my head. There I saw you looking at me with a fixed gazed. Trying your best to hide the blush everytime anyone adds your name before or after me.

Certainly, I'm a mess.

You never hide your flaws, never tried to hide the smell of alcohol you consumed before meeting me. Never thought to hide your feelings for your Ex. Never ever tried to hide your expectations from your future partner.

It was all me, playing blind, deaf and dumb, forgetting that you never cared about my presence. If you had any thoughts or soft feelings for me you might had kept something hidden. In fear of losing me, you might haven't smoked infront of me. Especially when you knew I didn't liked any of these

It's all me.

My facts are harsh, actually no one ever cared.

I can't blame anyone. Specially when I never feared, to lose anyone, to be alone.

Being alone was my strength. Being alone is my remedy. Being alone is my only way to Me.

In this fleeting moment of your company, I left myself alone. And created a bigger mess of myself, dragging you in it.

This letter of apology is to assure you. Or better I accept, to assure myself.

This will never happen again.

I chose my cocoon, it feels safe here.

I'll inform you about your much anticipated freedom from replying me anyhow.

Just this moment, I am taking to stabilize my breath, to conceal the disappointed face behind the mask of confidence.

Disappointment, that I have brought to myself.

By breaking the best cocoon i had made in past thirty years.

Will I be able to built like that ever again?

No, No, not possible. I have lost that efficiency. Like, I have lost my words, my diction, my rhythm.

But who knows... They say failure makes one strong.