12/9/2017

it’s comforting to feel sometimes. to cry and to be upset or to be happy and to just laugh. we all know things affect us and they always will. thoughts are always laced with some emotion. something that should be realised now is that no one is content. no one can be happy or sad…

the way she looked.

there was something so special in her, something really magical because she could make you feel just by talking about the most random things ever. she had a strange way to life. she looked at life very differently than other people. the way her eyes sparkled when she talked about her favorite movie and how…

you don’t know anything.

you don’t know what you do to the girl sitting at the back not wanting anyone to notice the way she is struggling. you don’t know what you do when you ignore the same person who expects a hello from you every morning but it never comes. you don’t know what you do when you…

to the best friend who turned away.

we were everything and then we weren’t. remember, when we used to sneak out of our windows to play outside all day and we would think we were such rebels. remember, when we used to have an alarm of 5 pm everyday just so we could meet and watch our favorite TV show together. remember,…

to be happy and let be happy.

we crave absolutes, they comfort us but life is infinitely more complex than that. sometimes, things are twisted and no one can tell you how to get over it. making situations difficult only depends on how you solve them and maybe it all becomes a mess at one point. we made mistakes but we learned…

what he was.

he was like the boy next door. a little mysterious, a little cheesy and a little too sweet for me. he would talk to me as if the words he is saying are so special and precious that no one has ever heard them before except for me. he would get scared when i would…

she started painting her nails black again.

she started painting her nails black again. she thought It’s the only color that could make her get lost in it without thinking about anything else. without thinking about him again. she knew he would mess her up again and this time, she would not be able to handle it. maybe she didn’t want to…

letter to someone who understood.

i know i can’t cope up with it like you did. i know i can’t understand it like you did and maybe i will never be able to but at least i tried. i did feel useless for most the days i tried but at least i did. you still are so different then you…