Barelyhuman

Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.” I have imagined this day atleast a hundred times in my mind. My mind has ricocheted between writing apologies and hurling abuses. Just to find a way to forget the hurt, the embarrassment you gifted me. G tries to be understanding when a mislaid anger shows up in our conversations. It’s been months and I still haven’t found a way to bury it for good. Sometimes it gurgles with the tea at the breakfast and sometimes it falls out like a page in my diary at the dinner table. And it has no name, just a face. Your face. G has his demons, so he understands when mine show up. People think that when you find true love, you forget the part of you that was rejected and broken. But I think it just makes life bearable. It just dresses up the wounds real nice. It adds so much happiness and light to your life that all the past crawls back into the dark embrace of the shadows. It ...

We (yes that's kasol,you remember you said ya toh kasol ab tere sath jaunga ya jaunga hi nahi,well ik you're not good with keeping promises but i went there without you,just to see why you loved that place so much) When I wake up in the middle of the night feeling I'm still where I met you; when I find myself listening to your favourite music, when I can't go through a happy moment without dying to share it with yu, when I keep looking back for no reason, when I think I'd steal all the books from all the libraries in the world and give them to you. when I stare at my favourite picture of yours for three straight fucking hours.when I try to move to a city nearby yours just to reduce the geographical distance between us in my head. when I think of you so tenderly, when I kiss you in my dreams over and over and over again, when I try to forget and let go,when i touch you in another world  when I'm afraid of hurting you more than getting hurt mys...