A year has passed, yet I am still yet to find the answer to the question: why did things have to turn out that way and why did I have to be thrown away in such a way in both situations? I would like to believe that I stayed honest to my own feelings, or at least tried my best to do so, but the honesty was for some reason neither reciprocated nor respected by both individuals. Haven’t I gone through enough? Don’t I deserve to know the real reason behind why they had to do the things they did and say the things they said?











