mysticxanya
"Nobody heard her, so she turned silent and then they asked why is she so unexpressive?"
HER who thinks- Nobody can ever understand her.
She is just like a mystery, whom nobody can understand.
HIM who is - Understands her without even her explaining.
"If you are a mystery, I will be your reader."
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"Ishaan, You deserve better, better than me,", Ayesha said, her voice betraying the tremble it holded.
He shaked it head sharply and whispered, "I deserve you,esha, nobody else than you,please", he pleaded, his voice trembling and shaking with plea, eyes wet.
"I'm sorry Ishaan", She whispered and then she faded away like she never existed.
"Esha, please I beg you, come back", he screamed, crying and screaming, like a man screaming for his existence, his voice cracking.
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"Oye! Pagal ho kya?", she screamed.
"Nahi toh, par mujhe tum lag rahi ho", he said calmly adding to her frustration.
"Abbe teri toh- Bhaad mein jaa", she said and walked away.
"Tum chalogi toh", he muttered and added, "zaroor jaunga", and smiled foolishly like someone so in love.
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MAYBE SOMEWHERE IN OUR DESTINY, WE WERE WROTE TOGETHER, BUT NEVER CLOSE
𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐈: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘.
♡︎𝐔𝐏𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋♡︎