A Letter To The Woman Who Replaced Me

To the woman who replaced me

It’s a widely talked about theory, that you don’t get to keep your first love, which is fine because a one-sided lover didn’t get to keep me either, call it fate or karma.

The clumsy and mysteriously silly guy you’ve been embracing in your arms is the first love I’m talking about. My first love. While the worldly elements of typicality are expecting jealousy, I’m here putting forward a request.

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I had loved him for as long as I could trace my memories to the past, and whether I do now or not, is a matter of insignificance. The fact that he’s chosen you is no less than an assurance of your willpower, for his choices are always unique.

So while you’re still the woman he admires, and I’m still the one he left behind in his past, I request you, please, be just as soft with your hands and touches the next time you’re holding him. Be just as careful with your words, for his delicate perceptions are easily broken. Be just as considerate of the emotions, it’s rare that he catches such feelings so easily. And amidst all this, be just as powerful a woman you are and not let your respect down.

After all, we both might have decided to let go of things, I’m still not as stiff a person to see someone I once loved falling apart again.

Regards
The woman who was replaced

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Suchandana Patoa

I believe in experiences, and positivity attracts me. I believe in recording everything, memories, experiences, narratives, and feelings. This is maybe the reason I find solace in writing.
My entire life I’ve been traveling across the country; I’ve been meeting new people, I’ve been listening to their stories and learning a lot from them. I live in the city that witnessed Bajirao and Mastani’s love. While I love to explore different areas, I also admire the fact that people are so different yet so similar to each other.
I believe everyone you meet has something to teach you.

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