A boy's journey through words and the mixtapes. I write every Thursday.
I want to be moved. Blown away, weakened to my knees, paradoxically.
I crave for the feel of your priceless touch, as the cloying abstraction of your absence sprint through my veins.
Nights don’t disappear just like that.
Starts don’t twinkle just like that.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFSxvKXo8v4
Love gives you wings, love has you to the blue.
Love makes you the brightest thing in the world, love, brings the best in you.
Love makes death both painful and beautiful, love fuels in purpose, love begets life.
Love is the promised happiness darling, from birth screams to the mourning grave; only love must matter.
Only love.
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This world is so impossible without you.
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“Break up doesn’t really break you up.”
– ej
Comments closedRemembering her was like looking at the soaring sun. That bewitching, warm sunrise.
She was a bird who never understood the ground. Cold.
A silent cry on my heart. A soft petal, colorful rainbow. Throne.
Comments closedUs, two dangling fruits on the same tree.
Ours, final fate is down to the ground. Written.
But I Hope.. we don’t fall at all.
Hope we don’t ripen.
Hope no one notices us.
Hope we stay the same.
Raw. Happy.
Together. Forever.
When she is near, it is all butterfly and stars.
I dissolve. I unweave, loose. I get lost.
I want to be with her forever.
I feel whole. I feel the feel of this foreign, colorful pashmina wrap over my body; and quite alarmingly only when she is around.
With her, I don’t want to be found.
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The light coming from the lamp post outside my house.
The darkness my eyes see.
These weak, peaceful sounds my ears find.
Empty street. My family.
All these, all of them, only when the night falls upon the horizon, and as they sink in to rest, as they connect,
make my day the whole, the perfect.
Comments closedIt started raining while the night is still young.
You’re in the music I am listening to, my stupendous love.
