sitting at my desk watching the clock tick by and wondering if my lunch break will actually happen today—my mind keeps drifting to my dad's confused expressions when he forgets something basic. it just hits different when you feel like your days are passing in slow motion but he can't remember what yesterday even was.
just spent an hour flipping through old photo albums—missing that feeling of sharing a dumb meme with my best friend from years ago. now it’s just me, a phone full of unsent texts, and a weird ache of nostalgia for all those random hangouts that just… stopped.
the other day i saw my neighbor's yard and realized i still haven't planted those flowers i bought last month because i just keep forgetting but now they are probably dead and i just feel like a failure for letting those simple things slip away and ugh now i need to decide if i should buy new ones or just give up on the idea altogether.
the other day i saw my neighbor's yard and realized i still haven't planted those flowers i bought last month because i just keep forgetting but now they are probably dead and i just feel like a failure for letting those simple things slip away and ugh now i need to decide if i should buy new ones or just give up on the idea altogether.
मुझे अभी भी याद है कि मैंने उसे गलत तरीके से सुना था और अब उसके साथ रहने का मन नहीं होता। जब वो बात करता है, तो कुछ और ही सोचता हूं, यार, क्या मैंने उसे बचाया था?