Walking Towards Happiness

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Walking towards him, towards the one that made her happy for the first time in a long time, she felt like she wasn't ready. It almost felt like not wanting to take that chance. She wasn't ready to walk  away, not ready to let go of the all consuming love - the one that wasn't just sweet conversations, the one that wasn't just existing together happily. It was the one that made her who she was, it was the one that made her feel weak the only time. It was the one with which by her side they could conquer the world.. if they understood that. If they understood they weren't competing, if they understood how they loved each other. If they understood what was animosity and what was inability to understand emotions. If they understood, change is constant but feelings can stay, if they understood being the best is not all that matters and that powers that come together can be fragile when they converge. That all consuming love is the hardest. That it doesn't just happen and that it needs years of nurture. Or, adherence.

She had difficulty letting go of this. And walk towards one that will make her laugh. The one that will help her be herself in the best possible way, without her dark sides lurking in the corner. The one that will actually make her more powerful because it will have lesser perfection and more existence. She had difficulty imagining she could be happy almost all her life, time tested loves were all she knew and understood. She had difficulty imagining the fairy tales were the ones that were better for you. But as she walked away, and as he let her go, slowly but surely, with or without understanding even now, she felt like it was the only thing to do, it was what would be best for all. What would be the life that can be lived, the one where the dreams really will come true. So she had to. Or she wanted to. She didn't know. But she did.

Did she live happily ever after?
May be. Probably. You never know.

Kbye. :P

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