Jul 2020
there are just some moments in your life,
so irrelevant
yet so vivid in your mind.
a different person,
a different sofa.
singing while sobbing;
tears raining over skin like falling stars.
clueless about everything,
an empty ache lingered.
still.
so irrelevant
yet so vivid in your mind.
a different person,
a different sofa.
singing while sobbing;
tears raining over skin like falling stars.
clueless about everything,
an empty ache lingered.
still.
why do i always start bawling when at home and singing songs of old? ahhHH
(17/F/india)
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