Can’t marry me

After ten years of companionship, two years of engagement, and a love that not many knew, you told me that we cannot marry each other because your family won’t approve of us. 

Why did you take so long to realise this? Why did you make promises that you couldn’t keep? Why did you hold my hands when I was feeling low? Why did you make me dream of the life, the home, the family that you couldn’t give me? Why did you hold me so close to you every time we were together? Why did you kiss me and made me fall for you every time you touched me? Why did you promise me that we would wake up next to each other for the rest of our life? What am I supposed to do now? Now that you would get married to a girl your parents chose for you, would you simply forget that I ever existed? 

Why can’t you have the courage to stand up for us? Why can’t you take your own decisions? 

How would I ever trust another man? How is this fair and right?