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[Don't get out from your doorstep] Tanha raho ya bheer mein [It doesn't matter if you're alone or in a huge crowd] Hoti nehi kaam yeh tanhaayeen [The loneliness won't fade a bit] Yeh ishq mein seelan bhari... [This love is filled with so many holes (wounds)] Aati kaha se hein gehraayi... [How does the density come in love?] Kaise rahega tanha akela... [How will you live lonely?] Ae dil tu maasum he.... [Oh my heart you're very innocent/naive] Aate hein kaise aankhon mein aansoo [How do eyes get tears (of sorrow)]

The most painful thing in the world is probably loving someone who doesn’t feel the same way. Unrequited love is painful yet blissful at the same time. Painful because it’s heartbreak without all the beginning and the middle. Only the end. Blissful because it’s without all the drama.

But seemed the only rescue was the whispers of the wind , it was as though as they were jubilating and against me. Never thought this would hurt so much, I was stronger, powerful. But why am I getting soft__ too soft now. Love is weakness like my mother would always say. Now I watch her slip away from me. I fought the tears that were trying to push through. I need no one to see that. Not now. My Freya, my beta, what we felt for each other. The bond, our bond was gone.

she said softly, "I know how shattered you feel right now, how much you miss him. Love has a way of entwining our souls, even when it hurts. But remember, my dear, love is not always enough to sustain a healthy bond." Her words resonated deep within me. It was true; he had hurt me, betrayed my trust. Yet, despite it all, a part of me still clung to the love we once shared. Nonna continued, her voice filled with empathy, "You are strong, my child, stronger than you know. The pain you carry is a testament to your capacity to love deeply, but it does not define you. You deserve a love that uplifts and supports you, where both hearts are nurtured."

' as love was only for the weak. Am I weak?

Loads of love, Blessing.

she said and embraced him. “Are you back for good or you will return back to Los Angeles?” He asked, breaking the hug. “No, I’m back for good, I was a fool to leave you because of an illness” she pouted her lips. “I’m glad you’re okay now, you didn’t believe me when I said I didn’t care about your illness, but it’s good you realized” he said.

“Oh, right. I kinda asked half that question in my head. Are you haunted by any ghosts from the past?” “Not more than usual, I suppose. My, uh, last relationship ended when I realized only one of us thought it was serious.” I thought I was in love, but I moved on too easily with hardly any heartache. Still, it left me bitter and untrusting. Though, I know now anything I felt for Lisa pales in comparison to what I’m feeling for Josie at this moment.