Even in love, my heart feels low, A quiet ache I can’t let go. Sadness drifts like passing rain, It clouds the sky but leaves no stain. The sun still waits beyond the pain.
Humans—selfish yet not, caring in circles, bound by our limits. We love, then ignore, for reasons as small as silence, our hearts glitch like bad code in a beautiful mess, and in this chaos, we remain weird… and wonderfully human.
“All men are same,” the words they claim a truth I didn't deny, For in my flaws, the echoes came, no need to question why. I lived the tale, became the flame that proved the world’s reply.
I’m sorry for the silence, the sudden goodbye, the blocked calls. It wasn’t because I stopped caring—it was because I was falling. Please understand, I was drowning in noise no one else could hear. You were my light, but even light can hurt eyes that are breaking. If love still lingers—let it forgive me, not forget me.
In the next life, let our souls meet sooner— same classroom, same laughter, same seat by the window. May the red thread guide us through every lifetime’s blur. I won’t ever forget the memories we made, the joy we had. But this time… I’ll hold on, even if the world doesn’t.
Tried to be the shelter in every storm, But got named the thunder I swore to transform. They called me a red flag, a warning in flame, Yet my heart still bleeds for love, not shame. If pain is proof, then I'm real — not to blame.