I wonder how you enjoy music.
I wonder how you look like while smiling.
I wonder how you talk at our first encounter.
I wonder how many ways you are searching to seek me.
I wonder what scenarios you are letting go through your mind.
I wonder how many times you think of me.
I wonder how admiring you are.
I wonder how you can carry my gaze with such gentle eyes.

Waiting for you is the least expected thing for me. But right now, that's what I'm doing.
So desperate to let myself soak in your presence filled with heartfelt feelings.
Let your eyes find my eyes deep inside. Let your raw breath be the breath I feel. Let your moustache be the reason for the pain of my philtrum.
Let your soft lips caress my earline.

I think we need to break down at least for once. Would be strange.. But yes, just a matter of fact. It's the only way that you can know your pain and how much you've been through. Better divulge it, rather than letting your pain weigh on others.

At certain points, you'll meet someone who will directly put a shovel into your heart digging all your sorrows. Instead of vacuuming up your sorrows, they will make sure to be well-sowed.

I think love is not only about caring but also letting them face challenges on their ownself believing in their capabilities.

Just aching my heart you being back the same once you used to be.
Feeling so hard that I'm helping myself out from the obviousness.
Strangling between the past imagination and the present reality.
Laying my eyes at distance reminds me of lying to you with my deceiving eyes on you while stepping into the acquaintance of love together.

I think "Weak" has 2 sections
1. Happy weak
2. Sad weak
Happy weak is mentally dedicating yourself to someone and allowing them to get control of yourself.
Sad weak is making a strong disclosure of weakening yourself

Maybe love is not loving their choices for them, but loving their choices more wholeheartedly as it is ours.

Some throwbacks are hard.
Did you leave just like that?
Don't know but just determined to keep that sadness in me just like the love that I had treasured for you.

In my opinion,
Truths are just like atoms.
They can neither be created nor destroyed.
They just happen to be. That's all.

The feelings arousing between us are the chains of currents that are melting into one another with an intensity of pleasure, reaching the peak point of the sea, spreading like the peacock feathers giving a whole view of sea currents in the pattern of flower-petal base surface.

Music is the knot that ties between our imaginations and the person.
Ties may be knotted at your worst and your happiest too.

It's been a long time.
The vibes I had with you, came back hitting my nerves a perfect sync reverberating the same sound I had heard from my heart when I am acquainted to you.
This is making me zone out for hours.
I am not in need of this again.
I want to give myself to me.
The dome of my patience is slowly breaking down.
The insignificant hateness gonna sprout rapidly which I didn't mean to grow in my garden of life.

Each of my eyes are simply veiled in the golden sight of you.

Know how to save an argument, but not how to get saved from an argument.

Throughout my 3 years, I eventually got lost myself and found my new one too at the same time. I just want to cry one more time for my gang. Just flawless. I don't want to end this bond with this meeting. Wherever and however we are, nothing changes between us.
Once upon a time, I insisted on going to hostel. After all these years, I realized that I am a total *******. Without them, I may not know how to make memories. I love their effort of making me smile. No.. no... laugh. We laugh our hearts out. Harder. Just find some people who are just so pure.

Whatever the relationship maybe, one has to take the worry of the other. We can't expect what comes and goes out of our life. We expect the least and the opposite. Loving may also come with the leaving. Not all the expectations come true. Learn to live the life to the fullest. Hold your hearts to the loudest who can listen to you in a room full of chaos. Go through every phase that meant you to be together. Don't hope for anything but love the journey of 'Throughout the way'.

Just like winter, you made me grow colder and darker.

Teen? Just hard to hold feelings.
Adulthood, hits wholly different where you can't even figure out own feelings and hardwork you made through out your day. The effort we make on our work gets us a delay feeling which is not true. No more time to play with the stones we used to play for fun. Loneliness shows us a great taste even we are in a bunch. Heart feels the confusion phase.
Mental health?......Nah! You can understand dear.

One day the feel that pierces your heart when you just come to know that your loved one doesn't feel for you anymore.

Until - The word which tells us either a sad story or a merry one.

Reluctant desire drags us to a position where we can only feel the "I can't ,but I should." principle.

You know what, waiting is a precious one.
Waiting worth only few people who doesn't just parrotout feelings.
Few go deep into people, search for their presence, and they truly miss them.

Do you really think that I'm an unsolved puzzle piece in your life?.
You know what, I can mold myself to become a part of your life.
Adjusting each and every centimeter long of my thought involves you.
No matter how my life turns into, but I will be here for you every second.
My mistake always reaches into my diary whenever I thought I'd hurt you.
I find myself guilty even if it is you, who should be the one to be guilty. Symbolizing I'm always a part of you.
I make situations to be in my favor whenever you wanted something, so that I solely can do it without bothering you, for you.
I can't bring myself a day leaving you.
Yet, I am an unsolved puzzle.

Me : I may not make your mood better. But I'll definitely ruin your mood.
He : But.....YOU are my only mood.

I know you put your atmost effort to make me comfortable and I'm aware of that. Don't even blame yourself. You are always happy with me and the same goes with me. Not much an expressive, but you donno that you are so much expressive towards me in your own way.

Those songs you shared me were definitely stood as the witness of our love.
They brought back the environment where you and I lived in our lil' balloon.
Every song was engraved by your name.
Each part of the songs gives me the special feeling of you.
No matter how many times I have heard, but doesn't fade away the way you made me feel it.

People who laugh their hearts out are permitted to stalk by. They give us the longest energy bar. Their eyes give the sparkle which everyone need in their life each and every moment. No matter how bad their character reveals,their smile is good enough to make someone reassuring that their life is also too good to feel happy with whatever they had up to. They make us feel that we are worth too.

I'm sorry that  I can't be with you now. But I'm extremely missing you so muchhhh. Careers tied the knot separating you and me. Every tear coming from my eye got your name and feelings for you engraved within it. Crying doesn't mean you hurt me. But it signifies my happiness around you,with you. So let me express it for you. Love You.

When you are extremely sad and you suddenly find the key for your happiness, you might not feel happy at the very instant but, for the next second you will break into tears and vent out your entire sorrow.

Then : I have my writings and I have you
Now : I have my writings but not you.
The only thing permanent is my writings.
Things have gone so far.

After the evening we met, My eyes were lensing into the woods while traveling back home. Missing the memories we had spent the entire summer on the only ground where we are now apart. Tears splattering through my eyes and wetting my hair strands. My face nerves punishing barely that it can't even sense the tears. Moments illuminating each and every second. Autumn leaves grieving to find you in me. Nose paralyzed with the blood flushing out. Breeze caressing the situation isolating me. Many things were done by you which doesn't even witness.
There you are.
In my habits. In my senses.
In my heart. In my memories.

There were times that blamed me for leaving you alone. Sometimes they make me realize that you are valuable too. You are selfish too. You are trustworthy too. You are manageable too. You are destructive too. You are counted too. You are YOU which made my past forgotten TOO.

Deep down my heart is melting like a cheese when a hot knife put on.
Missing you with most sacred feelings holding back the weeping of my pupils.
Hating you was never my thing ever.
Studies. Made a hard choice.
Distance is a terrible thing.
Vacating from the imagination can't let me feel your presence.
Can't tell my little brain to stop this feed of nonstop thoughts of yours.
When can I again have your gaze on me?
When can I put my heart on yours while sleeping?
Missing wasn't my thing until you came.

Had a couple of chitchats. He expressed his dissatisfaction with her habit of sharing everything she had in her mind and heart with him. She said, "Whenever I conceal the pain in my heart, he dislikes it. Similarly, I dislike the sadness in his heart. So to prevent his aversion, I'm not going to let any sorrows into my heart and make hard to him."
"She is the best thing that ever happened in my life." he said with moist eyes. Once again, We were filled with a smile from the bottom of our hearts.

Sometimes it's a feeling like you can't get them out of your brain coz it knows that your heart still feel for them. But you should let yourself pull out and go on easy.

Some hearts bleed what they ****!

Breathing hard.
Fingers trembling.
Eyes shuttering.
Feelings arousing.
Weather tempting.
Throat gulping.
Words knocking.
Stares approving.
Storm lightning.
Grazes assuring.
Locked!

Still missing you even I'm not willing to get back to you.

Caring you was my routine habit.
Sad ...that it is in the past tense.

The hardest feeling ever is when the person you love becomes a stranger, and you realize that they will no longer care for you.

Eventually you grow into a new version of you, when the old you had a bloodsucking experience.

Evolving our pure emotions to someone who doesn't care is a whole waste.

Mine calling theirs?
Can't get enought courage to accept.

I just wanna travel with you atleast for one day,
Holding into your arms,
Leaning on your shoulder,
Experiencing the sweetness of the moments,
Holding the heaviness of joy in my heart,
The urge to feel your presence is irreplaceable,
I know that hugging is not your cup of tea but next time, I can't let you go away from me.

Some crush confessions can turn a best friend into a stranger.

I used to love the things you used to love,
I used to stan people you were fond of,
I used to feel the things for you even you aren't aware of,
I used to keep an extra one whatever you are in need of,
I used to keep away the moments that you are afraid of by keeping you busy in my nonsense blabbering,
I used to love seeing you experience new things that you love to,
I used to shield you from the scary thoughts of leaving you,
I didn't even gave you the thought of leaving me.
But now, all the things have changed.
Just, lost in the
Hope.
Of.
Making.
You.
Mine.

Sometimes we don't like missing someone.
The thing is we don't want them being our memory. But still, we miss them somewhere.

She : What did I do?
He : That's what I'm asking. What enough did you do?

My hair had enough breakages just as my heart.