Cry often when you’re hurt. It reduces agitation!
I’m not under confident about my walk anymore. I don’t give shits to straight and thin sexy legs. “HANNAH BAKER” gives me the trendy elephantine walking swagg!
Finally after 19 years of my existence I’m understanding the zest of a land. How badly it craves for the rain to wet it and wash away all the warmth. Your delight does the same to me. I feel thirsty. I’m waiting for you to meet me!
You perished me in every way possible. I stoodup again, scant to be living with will. You know what made me survive those blunders, the smoke of your hatred!
I had been to places, places which attracted my eyes. I have seen the beauty of nature. And if you ask me what I had seen most magnificent piece that soothed my pacific heart is “YOU”
There were colors in my eyes when you’d been around. Though I couldn’t touch you, I felt the heaven surround. It has been years now for us to separate but trust me darling I still fill the love and hatred.
“What our parents say is axiom. One must not babble their decisions made” said a literate son. Nobody asked the illiterate daughter’s struggle to read the headline of a newspaper which was the finest decision of the parents!
After returning from a long excursion he asked her “Did you miss me?” “No, the work made me busy!” she replied. Only the collars of her shirt knew the pain!
“Time will heal you”, He said and left How could have I explained to him that “I’m not just wounded ,I am broken”
I wonder how vivacious your hands would feel like around my body? How greatly they’ll embrace me? How beautiful they’ll make me? One answer did I know that your touch will heal the scars of my soul!