When we converse, it's just surface stuff;
We say some words, but is it enough?
We get along; we rarely fight,
But where is the spark, the joy, the delight?
We're settled into the same routine;
Sometimes I'd like to flee this scene.
Everything's easy; we don't have it rough,
But sometimes I wonder: Is it enough?
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
wo zindgi hi kya jisme mohobbat na ho.
wo mobbat hi kya jisme yaaden na ho
When you feel like the world
has turned its back on you,
there's always one perso
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
Love is a mystery
never to be solved
when two people have a history
and a
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look aro
When The World Turned Upside Down
The day when the world
turned upside down:
when a frown became a smile
an
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