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I Loved

I did not know what love was until the first time

It felt like magic, and comfort

Two pieces aligned

Flowers, poems, traveling two hours each time

I was young I was pure, so much I deined

I did not know what love was until the second time

It felt like a fairytale, my prince charming had arrived

There would be a book about our adventures, a chest of treasures he had mined

Distance was unbothered and hearts were aligned

I dreamed so big, oh how much I left unnoticed.

I never want to let go of this love, this feeling which is mine.

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That day :)

There are days that pass like whispers and are forgotten as the time passes.

But there moments that stay in heart for free.

I didn’t know perfection exists until tht night when the air, the warmth and your closeness were the only things I could feel.

It was more than touch, the meeting of lips exactly when something deeper that reached inside me and whispered tht this is something beyond perfect.

You were gentle, softer than I could ever imagine.

The world outside was paused, like I couldn’t notice anything besides us, the night the moment :)

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Day-11 Belong

I belong

Everywhere and nowhere sometimes

I feel loved and lonely sometimes

I crave connection but also isolation

I seek validation as self love is not as easy to come by

I am only human, and parts of me can hurt sometimes.

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Day-10 Triggers

Isn’t it strange that I do all that I know is gonna trigger my wounds.

Listening to the same music that is gonna trigger those feelings

Going to the same city that I should never

Wearing the same outfit that he used to like

Doing the same hair just like he said

Watching the same show tht he recommended

Isn’t it strange to do these things and claiming they are gonna heal me 🫠

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Day-9 Self-obsessed

Self obsessed

When the mirror isn't as scary anymore

Ilook into my mind

Trying to untangle the thoughts

Cut the strings people use to control me

Find some peace of mind again

But it's not as easy as doing pushups

It took me one week, one month, two years, and my journals still look the same

It's only the names that have changed.

Self obsessed

I start putting it out

The fire that is burning my wall

It seems pointless

I break

Start screaming

And hear someone say

"It's overwhelming, I know

But it's okay you can just let it out"

So l do

Just to open my eyes and realize I just had a breakdown, that's all.

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Day-8 Old diary entries

An old diary, which holds too much of you. Likewise I found mine, not specifically a diary but something I used to write back then in my school days. Something I never showed up to anyone so here’s a little piece of it -

Good girl, good girl, good girl

I am not someone you can call good or bad, 

I am the soul hopping from good to bad every second 

The impatient idiot who keeps everything inside until I burst

I am an empath trying to feel what you are feeling, even tho I can barely handle my own feelings 

I am the kind soul you can trust, the scared demon who can’t trust anyone 

I am a lot of things, 

Why do you only call me a good girl?

 A title I do not deserve

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Day-7 I overthink

They say to write when you overthink

So I do

They say to keep a calm headspace

So l try

They say I am beautiful the way I am

So l agree

They make me feel like shit

So I feel like shit

I am clay being molded in a thousand different directions

Wrapped in the warm blanket of trust issues and fear

They say to write when you overthink so l do

I write enough to fill two books I write to fill the void in my heart

To fall in love with myself

To accept and trust

I write to find answers

The more I write the thinner that blanket gets

And slowly I start realizing that I was wrapping myself in a thick blanket under the burning sun and cribbing about how hot It was :)

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True af

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Day-6 Where it all started

Forget the rice bowls and instant food packets,

Can we go back to eating in grandma’s house

Forget trying to be mature in a relationship,

Can we go back to being scared of holding hands

Forget degrees and internships,

Can we go back to climbing trees and making buses out of toothpaste boxes

Back to square one, where it all started

And I think it started the day we heard about the word passion

We started imagining a career in every single interest we had

Something sparked the creativity in us, but I feel like now I end up forcing myself to be that spark

So lost...

In overthinking, worrying, planning, and judging I forget to see how beautiful the people around me are

I forget to look at myself smile when I put effort into learning new recipes

I forget to accept the wound behind every pattern Thave, or to see the growth behind every cycle of confusion

So here I am, Back to square one, where it all started

Looking at the big picture l've created so far and allowing life to create the rest.

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Day-5 Have you ever peaked

Somewhere down the line, I think I started believing that

To be strong is to be alone And somewhere down the line, I met you I started taking everything no one else would give me, from you

The attention, the hugs, the care, the trust, and most of all, the comfort

Somewhere down the line, I felt better To be strong was to be capable

I could do much more, my insecurities did not matter

I started planning, doing, dreaming, and loving I was the cartoon character I always dreamed of being

Somewhere down the line, you left

To be strong was to make it out of bed and make it through the day without crying

I started feeling alone again, people seemed fake and l assumed they were tolerating me The overthinking, anxiety, loneliness, fear and doubt came back

I lived, I peaked, I dipped

And yet here I am still feeling my heartbeat, thinking my thoughts, and trusting my journey.

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Day-4 A Rare sight (again,cuz why not!)

Transformation,

A haircut, a routine, a challenge

To work your ass off and feel good about yourself,

Striving without an end to it

Running without a destination

Dating without an expectation

A rare sight is my calm mind

One which can imagine stars even in the smoggy skies,

Feel good about change and love without wondering why.

But hey, a transformation is a seat, and i don't have to sit down all the time.

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Day-4 Why do we let the world fuck with us

Why do we let the people say words like ugly, lonely, desperate, boring

Why do we see ourselves through other’s eyes

Why do we feel happy only when they compliment us

Why do we let people treat us like an option, back up

Why do we play safe and try to be in everyone’s good books

Why do we please people when all they do is f.ck us

Why do we get into bed with all the agowilt and tears

So bad that

We cannot get out of that same bed the next day

So so bad that our fav song becomes unbearable, love becomes scary, life becomes heavy

The tables would only turn when you’ll decide the life is yours and not other people’s part time hobby :)

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Day -3 Cheesy Love

I started to write about it like I know everything

but to be honest love and I have never met !

But the moments I’ve spent with you felt like teen rom-coms

When you said, why everything has to be black and white? I started finding a spot in rainbow.

All the stories you told me, were they true? Or I just had them in my head ?

It’s all cringe until we’re in love

So

Are we in love ?

Or did I just have it in my head ?

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Day-2 Holding On to

Umm,

Holding on holds joy, love, nostalgia.

For me, I think holding on to little things has always been a habit.

A habit of love :)

It’s like

For me,

Putting bindi is love

Sharing playlist is love

Eating together is love

Love bombing kisses is love

Hair oiling is love

Late night gossiping is love

Binge watching is love

Handmade stuff is love

Gifting is love

Reading is love

Napping is love

Going home is love

Wearing Jhumka is love

And that’s how I hold on to memories!

Just like a habit :)

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Day - 1

Hey there,

Today, I’ve got something to share. I’ve always wanted to. Something I wanna write, pour out or maybe a side of me that wants to be read..seen !! I always had things scripted in my head, some real some delusional and some I deliberately made!

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