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I was offered love, happiness, peace.

But my heart rose to my throat and screamed, 'I choose him.'

Then negotiated with paradise, but I had already seen his eyes.

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We can't get over them until we do not convince ourselves that they have done bad to us. We keep on trying fixing things with them until they make us feel unwanted, we cannot bear the guilt of being the wrong one.

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are you kohll?

then why always in my eyes.

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Content of being visible to the whole world

While standing on the peak of mountains

It will never be as peaceful as

Diving in the depth of sea

When no one will know of your existence

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Atleast people can dream

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What do you live for?

In the wait of cremation.

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Kab tak mai rahu Fakhr-e-Nishanat me magroor

Ae rahat-e-jan mera imtihaan bigadney ke liye aa.

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i'm insane but at least i got pretty eyes

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I was punished for all the evils of all the sinners in this world.

When I realized that you will never love me.

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I found you, you are in glint of my eyes , haze of tea, glimmer of the moon, smile on my lips and in the home of my daydreams.

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It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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Many things were left unknown, like

what our favorite color was

or where we went to high school.

We don't know anything about each other.

But in the end, we know that

I like you, and you don't.

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You are my variable

You are funny and loving like papa when I feel low

You are strong like mummy when I am in problem

You are my best friend when you listen all the shits about my crushes

And you are my sister whom I love more than anything and anyone in this whole fucking universe.

You always disguise yourself accordingly so you are not my constant you are my only variable who is more constant than constant.

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My father walks down in colony every morning to pick flowers for my mother which she offers to God while praying for both of them. The most basic form of love i see after waking up.

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A lost love is like a book with an unfinished chapter, a story that was once so vivid in our minds but now remains incomplete. We try to read other books to forget it, but the characters never quite measure up. We remember the way they made us feel, the way they made us think, the way they captured our hearts. We remember the happy endings, but we also remember the bitter ones that led to the end of our story. But even though the chapter is unfinished, our own story goes on. And one day, perhaps, we will find a new book that picks up where the old one left off and brings new meaning to our lives.

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Cheers to 2023!

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Either eyes could read sorrow of all the passing eyes or we all would have born blind.