At the doorstep of dreams, she found herself relinquished and a piece of broken desires she was a statue of cherished compliment
why why why always it been so difficult for me to make people realize that I'm not the reason for any misunderstandings, I try hard to control things to make them comfortable but all I get is a restless feeling of falling apart from everything, what I call life and relationship.
After a bitter morning rise, he left me lonely to assume that I'm the most unwanted thing in this world, where no one cares what I feel and no one is interested to know am I happy or not.
only a duty to serve him in his bed without any desires. A body to make him feel like a man whom he uses for his satisfied manhood.
Any objection could be changed in a conflict of conversations, so no use of these expectations.
Every night I try to feel his love and till morning it turns into a pitch of humiliation.
why it's so tough to understand those people who exist in your life as the closest person, why they are so dumb to listen to your cries.
Even, they are the only one whom you can trust and never want to give up on them, so why they give you every single moment of regrets for being in their life.