Five Years of Us: A LOVE I Let Go-a 22-year-old poet's bleeding-heart memoir, spilling the five-year romance he walked away from. It starts with that random DM lighting up his phone, pulling him into hugs that felt like coming home, Puja nights in matching reds where the world faded to just her laugh, her hand tracing futures on his palm. Those early days? Pure ache of joy-late-night calls till voices cracked, her jasmine scent clinging to hoodies he'd sniff in the dark, promises whispered on rattling train berths where bodies fit like missing pieces.But cracks crept in slow, human-messy. Text fights twisting words into weapons, friends' whispers turning "I love you" into doubts, 3 a.m. screams of "choose me or your dreams." Her dance rejections mirrored his sports grinds, distance turning love into debt. The end? A hung-up call that caved his chest-five years gone, leaving him staring at half-empty beds that remembered her curve better than he did.Poetry weaves through the raw narrative: innocent sparks exploding into spiderweb fractures, void nights where ghosts kicked down doors, faint kintsugi gold flickering in the ruins. No polished heroes here-just a Darjeeling boy with knee-twinged scars, learning too late that you can love, forgive, but not live in cycles. If you've ever blocked the one who made you whole, felt your favorite self shatter in the silence, this is your raw mirror. Real tears, real release, no happy endings-just the beautiful truth of letting go.
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Rahul Sarkar
Rahul Sarkar grew up chasing sunsets over Darjeeling's tea gardens and the chaotic energy of Kranti-Jalpaiguri, where mountain air met plains hustle. A middle school kid at Gyanoday Niketan in Darjeeling who once flunked English essays, then a high school in West Point in Darjeeling again, teenager more interested in volleyball and football than books, Rahul never imagined he'd write a word. Sports were his religion-sweat, team wins, that post-game high. Reading? Writing? Zero interest. "Waste of time," he'd scoff.Now 23 and studying at the University of Delhi, everything flipped. A five-year heartbreak cracked him open-raw pain turned into poetry, diary pages, this debut memoir. What started as late-night processing became RVg03 Verse, his Instagram voice spilling heartbreak, growth, and quarter-life truths to thousands. Writing and reading? They're his only hobbies now, the quiet anchors in Delhi's madness.He's got a crew of friends-together 15-18 years strong since schoolyard fights and first crushes-who've been his rock through it all. These guys know his worst nights, held space when words failed, showed up with chai and silence when he needed it most. His biggest support system, no questions asked.Back home, he's the big brother to a younger sister they both spoil endlessly, loved fierce by parents who raised them pressure-free-just "be good humans." From Darjeeling's hills to DU hostels, Rahul's journey proves pain forges purpose. Five Years of Us is his unfiltered proof.Contact: email-rs775870@gmail.com | 9733193123IG: @_RVg_03_Verse_/_professor_of_mystic_03 | Darjeeling, West Bengal
