Before you, the only thing to leave me were the seasons. They left softly, with hesitant goodbyes, gentle kisses and hints of what was to come. It still haunts me, the way you left, in the same way that I imagine the world will end: all at once.
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Jan 08, 2025 09:53PM
kyun na rok kar khudko, ek mashwara kar le magar jaane de aadatan toh sochenge- hota yun toh kya hota- magar jaane de woh jo tha, khwab sa- kya kahein? jaane deView all Conversations