An Undone End Poem by Lavigne Kin

We were the 'it' couple, perfect in all
means. We used to party together, go out
on dates, have those night long phone
conversations, give surprises to each other,
celebrate anniversaries. Everything was on
track, I had him and I needed nothing
more.
A relationship is always for two people,
they say. A third is absolutely innecesaary.
But for me this rule was voilated, badly. In
the course of our relationship, the love
faded away. Kisses turned to arguments
and Greetings transformed into fights.
Insecurity creeped into our relationship,
chewing away the very foundation of it.
The Saddest part of it all was that it never
ended. He had a new beginning without a
certain end and left me hooked. I waited
for an answer, an explanation and he
seemed to have none. Days passed, and
eventually, I gave up.
As hard as it may sound, I did move on. I
still look back into the past, only to find
the blurred remains of a terribly shattered
teenage romance. He is no more a part of
me. As much as it hurts, I try not to give it
a thought. But whenever I do, all I can
think about is that one last answer, that
one last explanation from him which could
have probably saved the relationship.
'Missing someone hurts, but what hurts
even more is not knowing the reason why
they are gone.'
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For teenagers, specially girls it is really hard
to let go once you are emotionally
connected to someone at such an intimate
level. And what is worse still, is not even
knowing the reason for it's end. You may
move on, but hope clings to you. It's not
that easy to get rid of it. You are
emotionally occupied all the time. It
bothers you, day and night. You don't
deserve such treatment.
It leaves you with just three options.
Option one, wait. As tough as that sounds,
it is the safest option if you would do
anything to get things back the way they
were. Option two, fight. If it really is worth
it, fight for what was yours. Fight for what
was taken away. Earn it back. Option
three, move on. Maybe it just isn't worth
the wait or the fight. Maybe you deserve
much more than what actually was on the
platter. The choice is yours. Choose wisely.
A wise choice will lead you either to a
brighter past or to the brightest future.
'You have to decide when it finally is time
to turn the page. And when you do so,
make sure you never need to refer to the
last page again.'