He didn’t read it. Any of it. All the letters laid in front of him and he didn’t dare touch one. It reminded him of the time when things were okay, better, easier, happier but it was nostalgic He hated nostalgia. He always looked forward to making his future better, leaving behind the past. But … Continue reading Nostalgia
~Neha Lekhak you were nothing but the rude voices the clashing of swords and staves you broke me so hard i had to vent it out played with my heart for you to curse me with every nook and corner your will would ever have to offer to me oh love you should have believed … Continue reading How is it like to lose a devil but not lose love
Written on her mind Was a false story The words of her talking To him in her diaries Although she rarely gets to see him Since the day he lost interest Filling her mind with lucid dreams Leaving her clinging and obsessed I watch her everyday Lost in a world where he’s there for her … Continue reading Hindsight
My blood trickling down my hand,I can just sit and watch it flow.The slit now hurts a little lessI think it’s time for me to go.