Usne mudkar na dekha kabhi
Jis Galli chod Gaya tha vo
Dil uske naam kar diya tha....
Uske saath spane  sajana hogaya tha
Bas uske intajar me Ghar basna reh Gaya tha

Ro rahi thi mai us din us raat.
Pata tha use ye baat ki ,
Mai ro deti hu chahe ** choti se choti baat .
Usne kaha tha ki dost he hai vo ladki
Mujhe laga ki Mai jyada soch rahi hu ,
Shayd ye ** meri galatfehmi ya galti.
Vo dono shayad dost he thai.
Par pata nahi kyu Mai ro rahi thi us raat ,
Par fir bhi usne tham liya tha us ladki ka haath,
Aur ban gaya uska saathi ,
Par vo to bas uski dost thi !!!!!!!

17 year old writing this,
With blurry eyes .
Everything was good,
Until she realised what's adulthood .
She didn't get mature with time
But.......
Leave its fine !!!!!
From dreaming to be in Indian cricket team ,
To giving up everything to fulfill my parents dream .
They never knew what I wanted to be ; I was the broken glass !
Because I couldn't tell or because they never ask?
Did I fail? May be ?
Because I was never good enough for them to miss ;
A 17 year girl writing this ,
With tears in her eyes 👀!!!!!

Sometimes women need to learn to hold her  tears
And men need to learn to let it go

"He was present in every page of my diary
But I wasn't even in any part of his library "

You were that part of my heart.

I decided to part apart.

But I can't

Because lately I realised you weren't part of the heart.

But you were my heart.

You departed.

But the memories didn't

You were on every page of my diary.

But I wasn't even in any part of your library.

Isn't it scary?

You were my heart.

But you ripped me apart.

And gathering those pages which you tore apart

I promise you, you are always going to be my heart.

Though you decided to depart

You are always going to be my heart.

Which I can't get apart

You are always going to be my heart!!!!