🖤 THIS STORY IS BASED ON REAL EVENTS

Here we will not mention their names

I = Author (the one who loved)
Her = A girl… but never truly his

🌙 Beginning

We met on Instagram. That day was beautiful…
a day that changed my life — from a flirty person to a one-sided lover.

I never realized when she became so important to me.
I was just flirting with her like I did with others…
who knew that flirting would slowly turn into love?

So let’s start writing…
some moments she never understood,
some feelings I could never explain,
there was never a place for me in her heart,
and my heart never wanted anyone else.

So was this even a love story?
Maybe not…
because the pain you see isn’t even the real pain.

The truth is — I was the problem.
Yes, I was that kind of person.

You don’t believe me?
Then listen…

I was someone who could even cheat on cheaters,
someone who had a new person every few days,
someone who could never belong to just one person.

As a poet would say —
I was someone who never belonged to anyone,
not even to myself.

🌆 That Evening

That evening was beautiful.
I was having tea and biscuits, scrolling Instagram, flirting in comments.

Believe me, 10–20 people were already impressed…
and then her reply came.

At first, I thought — just another number.

Then suddenly, I started remembering my ex…
and those “20 people” slowly became like past stories.

Did I feel bad when they left?
Not at all.

My rule was simple —
if you come, you will leave.

But… she didn’t leave.

Maybe because she had never met someone like me —
so flirty, so fake with love, so unpredictable.

She started replying day and night.
And me? I was already talking to many… now I talked to her too.

🖤 Depression Phase

Then life changed.
I started feeling depressed.

Honestly —
it was because of studies…
and also because of an ex who was more dangerous than anything.

Life turned into pain.

People slowly stopped coming into my life.
And honestly… why would they stay?
I stopped caring, and they found someone else.

Did I feel bad?
Not really…

And not everyone left anyway 😂

I was depressed, not dead.
Life was still going on.

And yes… I was still enjoying my careless behavior.

❤️ When Love Started

Then one day, something unexpected happened.
In her words, I could feel… she liked me.

And I thought —
let her love, people fall in love all the time.

Then in August…
I fell in love.

Why?
If I ever find the reason…
I might erase every word written about love.

For a whole month, I was confused —
is this love?
or just attachment?

Because I knew myself…
I wasn’t a good person.

🔄 The Twist

She thought —
I’m just a flirty guy who talks like this to everyone.

But here’s the twist…

I left everyone.
I didn’t want anyone except her.

When I fell for her,
I forgot myself.
Nothing else mattered anymore.

⏳ Karma

Then reality hit.

When she realized I loved her,
she said —
“I was just here for fun and timepass…
you took it seriously.”

And she started going away.

And my love?
It only became deeper.

We went from talking all day…
to not talking at all.

Did I notice?
Yes… I saw everything.

But still…

“I accept you as my karma,
will you accept me as your lover?”

💔 One-Sided Love

I lost myself in her love so much…
that even I started calling myself by her name.

Who would have thought —
a guy who never stayed loyal…
would become a one-sided Romeo.

👥 Reality Hit

I waited for her like the sun waits to rise.

Then something happened I never expected.
Like every story… friends entered.

Not mine… hers.

I saw her world — her people, her circle.

And I realized…
I was never part of it.

💭 Feelings

Then came those moments —
shaking hands, racing heart, restless nights.

Remembering her alone…
again and again.

It felt like the story was about to end.

But maybe… more humiliation was still left.

👀 First Look

Then I saw her.

Her eyes were beautiful…
like an ocean.
And I was just a traveler without a boat.

Even today, when I close my eyes,
I can still see her smile, her eyes…

It feels like she’s still in front of me.

❓ Questions

I’m still afraid…
what if she goes even further away?

But wait —
did she ever understand your love?

If not…
then why this fear?

What really happened between them?
Is there something the author cannot write?
Or is this story really over?

✍️ Ending

For now… this is it.
We’ll meet in the next blog… maybe.

Here’s something before you go —

“If you weren’t there, would this world feel the same?
If you won’t be there, will anything remain the same?
If you won’t be there, will this love even exist?
And if you are… will you ever be mine?”

This isn’t for you…

This is for the one
this story belongs to. 🪽😂

If the next episode doesn’t come…
just understand the author got too many abuses 😌

👉 “Read original Hinglish version”
https://roromomo.com/the-day-i-met-her-first-time-online-i-lost-myself/