saw the old box of toys in the attic and just started crying, how did i lose track of all those moments with them, it feels like yesterday they were playing with their stuffed animals and now there are weird conversations happening in that same room and it just feels so heavy, like a stranger in my home or something, time goes too fast and now everything feels unrecognizable.
آج تو میں نے اپنے بلڈنگ کے باہر ایک پھول کا گلدستہ دیکھا، کتنے پیسے ہوں گے اس کے، سوچا کسی کو دینا ہے تو بیچارہ ہی کوئی نہیں ہے۔ یاد آیا کہ پھر بھی، گھر والے تو سمجھتے نہیں، صرف ایک بڑی دوکان کی طرح میرے مستقبل کا انتظام کیا ہے۔
so i was at this family funeral, and while everyone else is arguing over inheritance, i slipped out and ended up in the back row of a nearby coffee shop wondering how i got there. literally forgot to put my phone on silent and accidentally called my mom's old number while trying to check the time and had to hang up awkwardly when some random guy answered.
so i was at this family funeral, and while everyone else is arguing over inheritance, i slipped out and ended up in the back row of a nearby coffee shop wondering how i got there. literally forgot to put my phone on silent and accidentally called my mom's old number while trying to check the time and had to hang up awkwardly when some random guy answered.
deleted all my social media to find peace but now it feels like i stepped off a cliff and nobody is shouting my name, like am i just invisible, completely forgotten, and now i see my old friends post their lives and it hurts, it hurts so much because i thought it was for the best, but was it really?