The Day I Got Pissed Off With You

Dear Palak,

I’m a little drunk right now, and maybe that’s why I’m finally expressing the frustration that has been building up inside me for a long time.

How did you, of all people, someone so empathetic and kind, become so bad at keeping your word?

The first time I told you that I loved loving you, you said we would always remain friends. But then you cut me off.

The second time, when I met you in January and told you I would always love you, you said I could visit anytime. But then you blocked me everywhere.

The third time, just a few weeks ago, I asked if I could text you once in a while, and you said we could talk kabhi kabhi… But you haven’t even looked at any of my messages since.

Palak, if you think cutting me off will stop me from loving you, it won’t. I can promise you that. It didn’t happen in 16 years, and it’s far too late for me to change now.

I don’t want anything from you, except to stay in touch. Please, can you give me that? Please reply.

With love, hugs and other things,

P