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I've seen mirror at midnight With dropping dry eyes Not a single drop falling Waiting for the last seen to turn to online and eventually typing Dream remained in it's place with nothing to yield I wonder how I spent those nights Just reading those texts over and over again When all they said was 'It's over' My heart never sank to the bottom like it did at the first time The intensity decreased with nights and it turned out to be a habit Eyes were less sleepy, more dry with least hope It was a decision to leave than to hold on Love defined itself making me fall into hate Now it's easier to walk past some non-existing human
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Why not?

Future is uncertain but death isn't. You won't just leave a pale body or your wealth but an image in their minds too! Hey, Sorry for beinf inactive! Here I want to discuss about the severe cause of problems in one's life. Oops! Well, there cannot be discussions in here(lol) and the only choice you've got is to read because who doesn't want to solve their problems? So here I go... Isn't it that more than acceptions, we long for rejections. Well, it's not about proposals so get it out of your brain. I am talking about the help people ask you for. Okay! Here comes the need of example. I go explaining my question further. Has it ever happened to you that some of your long lost(old would've sounded aged) friend called you and after the formal greetings they came asking you for a help? Ofcourse it had happened with almost all of us. But how many do really help? A handful? While the others say the 'no' thing that you tell yourself
Life's all about how you take your failures So I come explaining the line with examples. Everyone wants success and there's no one who's putting in efforts to fail. So there's no point discussing about it. All that makes your aura is how you heed your failures. Do you take it as a lesson or something that's going to hit your soul... Getting into depression and thinking negative​of yourself. But you can even look through it, realise why it happened and can always go ahead with it after all the required corrections. As I say, perfection comes after correction. No one is perfect. Neither you nor me. So let's work onto it untill we ourselves feel good of us. Always remember, the way you react towards any situation is what affects the surroundings. Everyone is attracted towards the one who's positive about his/her problems and being around the one who gets​ panic easily seems more like a curse. On a very honest note, I would always want to be around the fi

Why not?

It's been such a long time since I'd been thinking about this question asked by almost everyone when I told them I barely talk to these guys of my age. 'What's so wrong?' Well, now I've the answer to their 'what's so wrong' and it is that they are immature. No wait, everyone else at a certain point is so was I and I guess I still am but somewhere I've got this strong feeling that I'm growing up with each damage. So now what do I find so wrong about being immature? It's being unaware of the fact and faking maturity. Telling someone about being mature doesn't define it but that's what every second guy does at this age. Don't they? Let me just show you an imaginary conversation and I bet y'all can relate to it even if it's imaginary— 'It's ok babe just forget about the past. You know everyone isn't same.'                   'It's not about being same or different. It's just that I'

The New Ending

Restlessness swept over the sleep and I could feel my heart​ beat faster. I was lying on the bed with my knees bent up. It was that afternoon when I made him a call— 'Hey' 'Why did you not call me since morning.' I screamed. 'Nothing really. I was little occupied.' he responded in a low tone. 'Okay. You know baby I'm missing you a lot here. Just come to me soon.' I exclaimed. 'Ok. I... Er... You know I got two wedding proposals.' There was a pause for about two seconds and it seemed a prank to me. I would have chopped his head off his shoulders, had he been kidding but then, he continued. 'Mom rejected one and said the other one to wait.' 'You are going to marry her?' My tone got deeper and the sentence broke into three parts . 'In two years!' 'You are marrying her?' I asked again in a louder voice wondering if his words would change but a yes said it all. 'Ok' 'I just told you

Love is a Myth

Earlier when I would tell people that love is a myth, now I believe it. Maybe because I type it about a thousand times per day to unlock my phone. Or maybe because I've never been really loved. Everytime it was just lust, cheat and everything else I personally believe I never deserved but today when someone says 'I love her/him' I get into such a confusion like for minutes I'm wondering if I heard it right. It's the moment I'm unable to respond to someone. I feel pity for the person knows nothing about it and then I feel piqued if that person is trying to befool me with his words. No one can love anyone. Love... Is a myth. It's an illusion that, for some moments make you feel the most beautiful of yourself and regret the same in the other moments. That's how it works. Everytime you're falling in love and falling out of it, you'll be spending sleepless nights. One with hope while the other with teary eyes. Eyes drown into grief. Expecting fictiou

2:30 am

How do I not hesitate to tell him that I want him like nothing else? I long for him like no one else... I don't know if this feeling is of 2:30 am or the memories of his passionate love. I don't still know if he was wrong or was that me in the end? Can we give it a try for once? No, I think I shouldn't ask him that. Maybe I already know he ain't mine anymore or maybe I just don't want him! Because you weren't wrong doesn't mean you won't have regrets, sometimes all you regret is being right!