In – My own ‘Perspective’

Hi guys here is my first attempt in writing a short story, in my own style. Well I don’t really think if I could call this a story, and let us see what you think about it.

From my perspective:
There are some people, or atleast one person in your life, whom you are madly behind, always liking whatever they post in facebook, always waiting for them to come online, always waiting for their call, always sending them a message and waiting for replies, and ending up getting one liners back, always fantacizing and always comparing them with their past activities, and always complaining how they have changed a lot, and always wanting to get the old life back again, although you know that nothing will come back.

Again From My own perspective:
There are some people, or atleast one person in your life, whom you keep avoiding from the beginning, or recently started avoiding, due to some other reason, or due to their actions, for whom u always give one line replies, for whom you are always busy even though you are free, for whom you sleep at 9 o clock in the night, and end up in not 'liking' any post after the 'good night', fearing whom, you are always invisible in gmail, wanting to tell them straight to the face, but you implicitly think they will understand, or you still have some old feelings for them so that you dont want to let them go.

And yes, this is a mysterious case about two of my close friends, and the above two quotes lifted from the diaries of them.

From my perspective:
It was not the first time I met her that I had fell for her, but it took some time, maybe a couple of months, after that we started being together in all the things we did. Lots and lots of fun, mini-outings,  late night phone calls, and everything went well until 'he' came in. Only then after a couple of months had I realized about a person in my life that I was madly behind. I was literally shattered into pieces on fine day on hearing what her feeling for 'him' was, and then I started to move away from her life.

Again From My own perspective:
Yeah, the first time I met him like any other guy, and as days went on, we became seriously good friends, and nothing more than that. He became a part of my everyday life, and I used to ping him every day and used to tell him what ever happened the whole 24 hours a day, but I never thought that he had this kind of feelings for me. I tried my best in avoiding him, to make him understand that I was not the one what he thinks, but just a good friend for lifetime, he did not understand, and there came this one fine day when I just bursted out the entire things in my mind.

Do you think the two friends mention about each other in the story? Or do you think each of them had their own story? Or are the two persons one and the same? Well the answer is left to you :)

From my perspective:
Although it was unbearable to have experienced such a situation, it was not something to the extreme that I could stop myself from my daily routines or from my goals. And the best part of it was making things crystal clear that she was not meant for me, and the time I understood the bitter truth, some things that are not meant for us will never come back to us.

Again From My own perspective:
Somehow, I feel a bit lighter now to have made all things clear to both of them, and also to myself. And of course this doesn't mean that life would have been worser if I had'nt ditched him, but I thought this was the thing I had to do, I don't know if what I did was right or wrong, but I stick to my decision, unless I realize some mistake in the future.

From my perspective:
For the first time in my life, I experienced the pain of losing someone.

Again From My own perspective:
For the first time in my life, I experienced the pain of throwing someone out of my life.