a month later.
time really can heal the wounds.
i have successfully crossed a month's mark.
it was extremely tough in the first week where i did not have anything to talk.
those days i really up my exercise regime where i did 100 pushups the morning and afternoon. took many long walks round and round the blocks.
just to kill the pain of thinking her.
alas.
now it was already a month old.
my wounds is almost healed and the pain has changed to reminiscing the good times i had with her. those time which i have been her.
alas.
it has been difficult in sharing her with two of her best friends.
difficult.
i have been thinking: it has been like this for years, and i just stepped into her life.
i could not demand things i like to have.
can't.
this is not a normal relationship.
with her decision to choose her indian-muslim friend over us and i have offered better deal than him.
it was the biggest gambling bet i have taken.
i let her go.
and i lost.
whether it is a good things or not, i do not know
what we do in life echoes in eternity.
i lost her and i also gained my freedom.
of course, i still love her.
no matter what has happen,my best wishes to her and her children.
the very best wishes.