𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 ━ 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ♡

you've reached ana

how does it feel knowing that the person you used to confide in, in your school, is not there anymore?

she took her life but took our hearts with herself?

she had her heart in her hands but she decided to throw it 10 floors below?

(wishing i had tried to overdose on a few more medicines, so that i wouldn't have had to live up to see this day?)

i should have downed the bottle before he promised me into doing otherwise.

and you still can't wrap your mind around the fact that the only person who used to be adamant

about reminding you how to stitch back the shredded pieces of your heart,

herself threw the needles to sew hers in.

i called you only to be afraid of it being picked up by your parents,

only for it to ring out and away...

why did you, Julie Obayashi, give us hopes???

while Julie overdid our hopes, Bojhena Shey Bojhena and reality jeopardised it.

wherever you are now, be happy for your own sake, please,

if you aren't then strive for the best but please don't give in to the complexities of life again.

make up to your Sam in your next life,

i'll be there beside you even then (tabhi bhi i'll stay i promise, and i promise to live for you if not for anybody else)

povs reversed 

- you've reached ana -

//it's not exactly happy, but if you feel free sis, cheers to your freedom of eternity.

cheers to the torment you left unattended, cheers to our punishment, cheers to your physical absence

specially, cheers to your memory being etched on a broken piece of glass, which i won't ever throw away.

anything for you now, now that you left me alone

who knew your absence would be the worst feeling even after knowing you for just a few months?

-

i lost her to death. she gave up on life. 

she succumbed to her death without us by her side.

she was Anamika, and she committed suicide.