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Zohra
I close my eyes. This is what I’ve been dreading. That you will find out the truth, I didn’t mean to hide anything, Not from you at least, But I was so scared, I didn’t know how to talk about… Continue Reading →
The art of forgetting her isn’t hard to master, When everything reminds me of her, When I can see her everywhere, Feel her near me, Hear her breathing, And feel her presence, always. In the mornings, on my way to… Continue Reading →
Dear memories, Why do you make it so hard to move on? Why do you always come back on the wrong time? Why can’t you let me forge my past and start over? I want to start over, with the… Continue Reading →
What is love? A deep affection? Or an intense feeling? For who though? A loved one maybe? Or a beloved one perhaps? Either way, how do you know it’s them? You say your heart beats faster? But what if it… Continue Reading →
It’s 3:19 in the morning, the end of October, I am writing you now to tell you that it has Almost been a year, A year since you were my everything in your heart, And mine. Eleven months and twelve… Continue Reading →
It’s a feeling, Not quite quite pain But a dull ache right from the middle of your chest, As if you’re crying and screaming eagerly waiting to be heard. It’s a force, More like a favour to gravity, Where instead… Continue Reading →
There was a girl, A student, A friend, A sister, A daughter. She was everything expected from her. She lived according to others, without wanting anything in return. She was just as normal as anyone on the… Continue Reading →
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