This letter is to you
The you that's had a rough week. The you that seems to be under constant storm clouds. The you that feels invisible. The you that doesn't know how much longer you can hold on. The you that has lost faith. The you that always blames yourself for everything that goes wrong. To you.
You are incredible. You make this world a little bit more wonderful. You have so much potential and so many things left to do. You have time. Better things are coming your way,so please hang in there. You can do it.
...of the nightmares that keep me up at dawn, you are the one I keep hoping to catch a glimpse of...
...I hope you fall in love with someone who never lets you fall asleep thinking you are unwanted...
...and maybe group pictures are the only place where we can be together...
...now that I think about it, I realise no one has ever broken my heart. They've broken my expectations...
More people need love. You don't need to try to change them. Just give them love and watch them heal and elevate.
I got a call at 4 last night. It was you. I couldn't remember the last we had made contact and all I could say to break the silence was a customary hello.
I could see you smiling at the other end, hearing the freckles in my nervous voice. I wondered why. It has been almost a year since our paths had parted. But I heard a cry. Your tears had found a way through the silence that followed.
I did not ask if you were fine. I looked at the clock and realised that you were not. Had she left? Wasn't the new city treating you well?
The details now feel hazy. Was it you who broke the silence with a singular syllable for an apology that lasted for a couple fifteen minute gaps? Or was it the alarm that...
...I don't know what's more tragic
that I keep looking for you wherever you go
that you're never there...
but a veil
fallen upon the fate
of a forever
that does not exist...
...and even the memories that once made me happy, I am scared to live them again...
I'm a paradox. I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad. I'm lazy, yet I'm ambitious. I don't like myself, but I also love who I am. I say I don't care, but I really do. I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. I'm a conflicted contradiction. If I can't figure myself out, there's no way anyone else has.
Do you remember the few things that mattered most to you when you were a little child? Like the evenings when your dad promised to take you out but brought chocolates instead because he was late from work? Or that little toy that you refused to let go while your mom would sing you a lullaby and put you into a peaceful slumber? I have traces of these implanted into me but I cannot seem to remember them anymore.
Why then, do I remember every detail about our conversation that, according to you, never happened? I cannot seem to recall the incidents that led to our demise. I might have buried them somewhere, when I tried to let go of you. But every time that song comes up as a topic of discussio...
Try to love yourself as much as you want someone else to.
I am trying.
That night, I spilled all my secrets.
With my head on your lap, I never felt lighter with my sorrows out in the open.
I’ll always encourage the reckless texts confessing your feelings. The kind where you throw your phone after hitting send.
I’ll always encourage the horribly straightforward conversations after 12 when conversations get deep and you can’t always put how you feel into words.
I’ll always encourage you to say the things that make your heart beat fast and your legs shake.
Because i know how alive you feel when you feel something for someone else.
And also because I love you, a lot. I just don't have the courage to confess it to you.
...and there are afternoons when things are seemingly fine but they are not.
A song plays on loop, somewhere in the back of your tangled train of thoughts, making you wonder about the futility of everything that keeps you alive.
It is catastrophic sometimes to be alone when you don't want to be, and all you have is unfinished poetry for company...
...don't wait for a single more moment. Our parents might never ask for anything and just give all their lives for us.
Surprise them, spoil tgem, hug them, ask them about their dreams, and LOVE them.
Because one day you might be able to buy a fleet of cars, but you won't be able to buy time...
Kind of want to be cold hearted and emotionally detached ..
Kind of want to find the love of my life and adopt a puppy together...
Maybe it was your laugh
Or your eyes
Or your smile
It could've been your hair
Or your personality
Whatever it was
It made me fall
Pretty damn hard...
गहरे ख्यालों, अधूरे ख्वाबों के बगल में ही कहीं दफन
मेरा भी एक किस्सा था।
सबने सुनाये अपने, मैंने जब सुनाना चाहा
पता चला कि वो है नही, जो कभी
मेरा भी एक हिस्सा था।
Be careful before
making memories with me.
I make them last forever...
...and then, one day, he taught me how easy it is to fall in love and sometimes, no matter how much you try, it is going to escape through your helplessness. You could blame it on fate or learn to live with the pain but that love would never be as reckless as the one that left you scathing...
I've fallen in love with the little things about you, like the sound of your laughter and the way your smile forms.
Sadly, you are not aware of my unrequited love.
One of the most toxic thing I've ever done is ignore the bad in someone because I love them..