And every once in a while you can still feel the ripples of the shock-wave pulsing through you. [….click to read the full post]
“At the end of the day we all look to finally make peace with our past.” [….click to read the full post]
“Like shame, you carry your wounds everywhere.”
“Come back to me. Bas ek aarzoo hai ye.” [….click to read the full post]
“I have the power to turn scars into poetries. To turn tears into ink stains.”
“I scream and sob as the nights go by. I can’t sleep…” — READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED — TW: This raw piece is about abusive relationships. The subject is dark, sensitive and emotional for all the obvious reasons. [….click to read the full post]
He spoke with a pain etched between his eyebrows. “We are sailing into destruction.”
I am not here to talk about heartbreaks today. I am not here to talk about being lonely. No. I am here to tell you about a sweet little girl still living inside of you…
Time : 06:09 a.m. I haven’t slept. Yet again. It has been months. And for months I have kept […]
What is the point of picking someone’s broken pieces, kissing their tears dry, making their heart whole…only to break it again. HARDER. CRUELER.
I yearn for you. Always.
…because I need you now. And this distance is killing me.
One foot in front of the other. One foot in front of the other. And disappear