Dropping the manager home taking the longer route home and stopping over at petrol bunk pausing the music away for just a bit to write out this very feeling abi k abhi!!!!!
Heart prolly strangest of all organs, period!!
How it can never really get tired of missing the same someone for years now and still can’t stop missing it…knowing it doesn’t belong anymore too!
How do you even make it understand!!!!!!
Sound of the fink on silent late nights like these sounds like it’s just singing away to you alone…it just hits you on another level only nai sometimes!!!!!!
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