{CHAPTER 22}
[Morning]
Song suggestion| Give Me Some Sunshine
Myra's POV:
The sun warmed the skin on my face. Snuggling into a toasty position, I found that the bed was abnormally big. Literally.
My eyes registered a familiar room I had woken up in once before. The sound of a guitar filled the room as I climbed out of bed to head to the living room.
There I found Kishan, with his back to me, lying on a sofa, his feet stretched onto the coffee table, only his hair visible to me. I walked forward as his voice filled the room.
Saari umar hum
Mar mar ke jee liye
Ek pal to ab humein jeene do
Jeene do
Saari umar hum
Mar mar ke jee liye
Ek pal to ab humein jeene do
Jeene do
Saari umar hum
Mar mar ke jee liye
Ek pal to ab humein jeene do
Jeene do
Na na na....Na na na....Na na na....Na na nana na....
Give me some sunshine
Give me some rain
Give me another chance
I wanna grow up once again
Give me some sunshine
Give me some rain
Give me another chance
I wanna grow up once again
Bachpan to gaya
Jawani bhi gayi
Ek pal to ab humein
Jeene do jeene do
Bachpan to gaya
Jawani bhi gayi
Ek pal to ab humein
Jeene do jeene do
Saari umar hum
Mar mar ke jee liye
Ek pal to ab humein jeene do
Jeene do
Na na na....Na na na....Na na na....Na na nana na....
Give me some sunshine
Give me some rain
Give me another chance
I wanna grow up once again
Give me some sunshine
Give me some rain
Give me another chance
I wanna grow up once again
Na na na....Na na na....Na na na....Na na nana na....
Na na na....Na na na....Na na na....Na na nana na....
A small drop of salty water hit the white leather couch he was sitting on. I concentrated extremely hard to remember what he had left behind in his childhood but nothing came to mind.
As I was lost in my thoughts, my eyes narrowed at my fidgeting fingers, a warm hand wraps around the two of mine.
The tan colour of his skin contradicted with my pale one. My hands shivered in his hold and I slowly crooked my neck up to meet his eyes.
His eyes were the usual. Deep, captivating, intense. They held emotions that are unknown to me, but unfortunately, I feel like I have felt what he is feeling.
We stand there for a moment. Eyes never breaking contact, hands never leaving one another.
It all ended when I found him pulling me towards the entrance hall. He opened the glass door of his apartment and pushed me outside.
I felt tears pouring down my cheeks, like a neverending waterfall.
This is not a break up, this is how it feels to really have a broken heart..
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