Life is either a daring adventure or nothing

... And it seemed that our whole world revolves around the two of us only! But soon, things began to change, and it was all my fault. I began yearning to have my own personal space and freedom, which had been cut down alot ever since I "went steady" with her. I felt like Tweety Bird in the cage, desiring to get out of the cage and gain back the freedom I used to have! I just wished I could do anything that I wanted without having to constantly update anyone.. I began feeling that this relationship was an extra load.. I felt being held back.. I was beginning to regret my decision on "going steady"...

With all these thoughts rambling in my mind, I began my withdrawel syndrome on this relationship. Each time we went out, I would show the non-chalent attitude. I grew frustrated easily and that resulted in frequent quarrels too which ended up in cold wars. All I was thinking then was that I wanted my freedom back. Many times we would quarrel and after that we would patch back. But each time I became more and more emotional drained out.. I want to call it quits soon... I can't take it any longer.. ARGH!!!!

After weeks of on-and-off quarrelling, I decided that I wanted to break up... BUT I didn't have the courage to tell her face to face. So I chose the most cowardly, unconventional and TV-Drama way... I wrote her a letter to initiate the break up. At the moment I posted the letter, I was so angry with myself for being so cowardly.

And for the next one week, I lived my life with shame, guilt and anguish written all over my face. Finally one day, I received her letter and I opened it with fear and trembling. A trickle of tear rolled down my cheek and dripped onto the letter.... (to be continued)