You know,there is no soulmate made for us,but soulmates we find and connect for ourselves. It's a weird connection, like a jigsaw puzzle.... you're just one cloud of soul,and when you find a person you connect with, maybe fall in love with,and especially that first love you're deeply in love with, it slowly changes your soul,the two clouds slowly entwine, turning to the corresponding pieces of the jigsaw...where only the other fits in the void of the other one...and when this "made and discovered" soulmate goes away,it's like a piece of our soul which has gone, a piece of our soul lost and lost...a pain of longing right from your soul. Maybe that's why they say, that the first love is the hardest to forget...that especially built void,the hardest to fill. A creature in constant pain...a soul in perpetual longing. And that's why,we say...we can never unlove someone we once loved,we can forget them maybe...when our void is filled with someone who would accommodate our broken jigsaw pieces...but we would never unlove the one who made it so. Just forget it,but never unlove it.

Well,it's true, to love is a sin,and to be a lover, a blessing.
And so we sinners,who lost our blessings,we pay for our sins with our words. We write poetries and shayaris, tell the innocent of our sins, and warm them with a melancholy din.
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