Yes, he called me ugly last night. The one who always appreciated me for being simple. I don't usually wear makeup. Just a lipstick and I'm done. This was something he always cherished about me.
But last night he said I was ugly. I couldn't understand was it the heat of the moment which made him say so or it was the love which vanished like a ghost. Probably he didn't mean so, this is what I'm still saying to satisfy myself.
But yes I learned a new thing. No one is beautiful or ugly. It is the love or the hate that makes someone look so. If u love something even the broken walls may look beautiful and if u hate something even the most worth admiring view cannot blow your mind. And so his love for me was nowhere neither under the blue sky nor under the dark sea.I could barely deal with the amount of hatred he is spreading, I found myself lost again finding my worth, my happiness and my man. Still wishing things get normal again. Still wishing that there is some love behind that hatred. Still wishing he realises everything before the hatred eats me up. Because this is all what I can think of. 💔



- Priyangsha Srivastava
24/05/2020