On The Same Page

Do you think of me in the same way 

as I think of you? 

Do you mean what you say 

or merely pretend to? 

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Family

Yet again, I woke up to the repititive, terrible dream of my family dieing and me witnessing their death helplessly. Though, psychologically, it represents not the actual death but our perspective or emotions towards us and is a part of our subconscious mind, yet it shakes my conscious mind terribly.

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Understand

I understand. I understand that you loved her but she loved none yet fooled all to believe so. You thought she was yours just like you were hers. When you found out it wasn’t so, that when she said she loved you she didn’t mean it, you were broken. She broke your trust, your heart. She broke you.

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Happy

I am happy. They went from my life and made me sad temporarily. But now, again, after I found myself forever, I am happy. I am happy because my happiness lies within me. Also, because I got the opportunity to spend some good and memorable moments in my life to look back at. Self-love makes me happy. The realisation that I have the capacity to make me and everyone around me smile makes me happy.

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Hurt

They cheat, you are hurt. They apologize but that doesn’t make it hurt any less. It hurts because it breaks and when something breaks, it hurts. It hurts because you have to detach a part of you and maybe, bid it a final goodbye. A part of you dies but the remaining survives. When someone tries to, intentionally or unintentionally, reignite that dead passion, it hurts because as Amy Denver told Sethe, ‘Anything dead coming back to life hurts.’

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