How I met my second love?


At a friend’s party, when everything except the music was boring and amidst all those new faces, sitting down was the only option and music was my only solace until he sat down next to me and suddenly Cold mess started playing in the stereo.

Please don’t play sad songs when I leave” 🎶 we both said that out loud together, that’s how we met. He looked at me and smiled and I returned a smile, we smiled looking at each other for about a minute and later became silent. Just the music and our thoughts.

A few seconds later he said hi and I said hi back and then again the same silence. He glanced at me a few times. I seriously don’t remember if we both were lucid that day. He looked at my toes when the lines ” and your toes touch. . Mine…” 🎶 And I knew he was special. He’ll be someone special.

” To sway just like, it was Friday night” 🎶

and I talked to him
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Have you ever been in love? I asked him and to that all he had was a bewildered look and he kept silent. And I said, I didn’t mean the school/ college kind of love which is kind of like I’m in a relationship because I like him or her but rather have you ever loved a girl?

Loved someone so much that it makes your eyes water while just talking about love?

And his reply was, I see you have been in love and handed me a handkerchief. I just smiled and dried my damp eyes. Then we looked at each other for a while again and didn’t talk.

Then he asked me, do you still love him?

Always, love is an endless pit, you can’t stop falling once you start, I replied.

“I wish I could leave you my love but my heart is a mess” 🎶

Silence again.

“When I feel cold ” 🎶

He then put his hand around my shoulder and said, love is strange. And that very moment I knew that he understands me. And I said yes it is, yes it is.

This is how we met,

and he said please play love songs when I leave and call me back or I’ll have to come back and beg you to take me back.


PS: all this was just fiction and I am an ardent lover of this song it just makes me feel sooooo good. So guys if you haven’t heard it yet listen to cold mess by prateek Kuhad.
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24 things I never told you


1. I never believed in love at first sight until I saw you.

2. You don’t really need a face to fall for someone, you just need to see their heart.

3. It felt so better to be lonely with someone, than being lonely alone.

4. Your goodnights were the only thing, that made my nights better.

5. If we were supposed to name our body parts then I would have named my heart after you.

6. I used to draw circles on air and parallels next to it to convince myself how different we were. Circles and parallels.

7. I once wrote your name on my diary next to mine and I tore off the page as soon as my mother walked in.

8. When I cross a field I think of all the flowers you never gave me.

9. I don’t know how, but all your favorites are mine too now and I can’t get rid of them.

10. I cried when you left.

11. I wrote a song for you and I play it when I drown every night. They plays like a lullaby at times and the rest of the time, they are my mourning song.

12. I’m trying to find you in every person I meet. But none of them can hurt me like you did.

13. I hallucinate you on lonely nights.

14. I look at the moon and he smiles like you, and fireflies flies into my hair and burns my head.

15. Fall in love, and you never stops falling, it’s an endless pit.

16. I allowed you to hurt me, knowing fully well what you were doing and I thought that was love.

17. I’m sorry you had to hurt me because you were hurt in the first place.

18. I knew I wasn’t enough, still I tried my best.

19. I hope you forget me.

20. I can never forget you.

21. I sometimes looks into the mirror, think of you and talk to myself.

22. I can never forget you.

23. I realize now that hope is a dying star. But it dies really slow and I might not last untill then.

24. I can never forget you.


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3 Am


I knew exactly how I felt, dead and rotting inside my grave. But that was not real. I wasn’t dead nor was I rotting. I just felt like it. The way we feel things is quiet different from what is happening. I mostly just write about the void inside and about the never ending aching pain which always grew inside me bit by bit making me aware of it’s presence even when I try to neglect it. Nobody really can’t put into words how they really feels, can they? Yet I try. Even though I just write done nonsensical sensibilities which I whoop up inside a universe that’s just mine, it mostly seems like I am the only one questioning my sanity. I may not be insane, not just yet. But still I am nearing that bridge under which, the darkest of the four humors and the terrible looping and convulsing thoughts run through. Like a river. And I am on that bridge watching that river overflow and slowly getting to that point where it’ll start drowning me.


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If love was coffee


If love was coffee

I’d add a bit more milk to mine

Being bitter is fine,

But not always

That’s not right.

If love was coffee

I’d stir the sugar nice

Until homogeneously mixed

Bitter on top, too sweet down bottom,

Now that’s horrible

Don’t you think.

If love was coffee

I’d have it twice

A cup in the morning

To be awake and

Another in the evening,

To stay awake

Not a drop more.

Can’t deal with insomnia!

If love was coffee

I don’t mind dying to soon

Because I had too many

too soon.

If love was coffee

I’d advise you,

Don’t start too young

Caffeine is not good for you.

If love was coffee

Arrgh! Who am I kidding,

Love isn’t coffee

It’s much worse than that.


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My grave


Underneath that tree

Who’s roots have found

The elixir of sadness

Is where you’ll find my grave.

With ripped open heart, soiled clothes

And rusted coffin, I lay there exposed.

With dirt filling my nose

And flesh falling of my hands

Inside my grave I lay,

Cold and fed by darkness.

Sunshine visited the place once

The day I was burried probably

And you can see that I lack vitamin D

Pale are my skin and depressed my thoughts.

Autumns came, winters passed

Summers missed and spring did rot,

My coffin’s gone and so will I be

But my epitaph will stay

For you all to see.

Underneath that tree

Who’s root have found

The elixir of sadness

Is where you’ll find my grave.


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Pulse


I tried to feel the pulse

On my left hand

In between the pressure

Of my thumb and index finger

To confirm life.

I could feel my pulse once

I could feel it twice

I could feel it 106 times

In a minute.

Then I tried to reach

Inside my chest

To feel my heart,

To feel the blood make my hand warm

But unfortunately,

I still was dead

And my blood cold.


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Running back


I miss you. . . . . I miss you like how earth misses the rain during summer, like how my nose misses the smell of petrichor in the parched dry air. I miss you. . . . . And I had never missed anybody in my life before. I have said to people that I will miss them but my heart never came to that critical point where it started to miss someone, anyone but now, it misses you. It’s only been two days and I already miss you. It’s like somehow the melodies inside my body stopped and I could only hear my heartbeat, and in every lyric of it’s beat it saya, I miss you!

You didn’t leave me, nor did I, we just were in a crossroad and we had to take the roads meant for us, hoping to cross paths, somewhere down the road, then run towards each other and hold hands like before. Look into that dark bold eyes of yours which reflects the sunlight and turns brown under the shade of those thick eyebrows, which you hate so much yet I still love. But now, I miss you so much that I can’t walk down this road anymore no matter where it takes me. I don’t care that the place looks beautiful and I don’t care about the flowers under my feet, the fragrance that’s numbing my nose, I don’t care about any of those things. I just want. . . To run back, back through the road which I’ve travelled so far, reversing the journey that I’ve taken in the last two days, just run back to you because I never thought that I could miss someone but now I know how ‘ I miss you’ feels like. I’m running back to you.


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