"You don't need me to be happy." She said.

"I need you, to be complete." He whispered.

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You know,
Love is like the spring's breeze,
The scent of a newly opened book,
Whiff of some freshly cut grass,
The aura after first monsoon drops,
Aroma of your favourite pudding,
First sip of homemade tea in winter,
Your favourite song before going to sleep,
That view after a steep climb uphill,
The sensation at your feet when water sways near a river bank,
Like the fragrance inside a flower shop,
Like a baby's giggles...
All these and more, you just can't explain. Priceless vibes indeed, startling yet plain.
So when you get another shot at it next time, don't mind feeling it again.

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His heart is full of desires,
And the mind is full of dreams...
Eyes that shine with lustrous hopes,
Only the soul knows his silent screams...

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Likh du ek nayi kahaani main bhi...
Par kalam mein ab utni syaahi nahi hain.
Bayan kar du main bhi apni dil ki betaabi...
Par iss dil mein ab wo tabaahi nahi hain.

Mann mein nayi ummeede liye chal para hu...
Par kisi humsafar ki ab parwah nahi hain.
Chehre pe muskaan laane wali kuch yaadein mehfuz hain kahi abhi bhi...
Par unn yaadon ki taraf murrke dekhne ki ab mujh mein koi khwaahish nahi hain.

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Blessed are those,
Who could finish writing
The last pages of their love story,
Before closing the book.

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It's okay.
It's okay to feel sad,
To have hiccups and meltdowns.
To vibe into solitary,
And feel it, feel your soul.
To listen to your heartbeat once in a while,
And calm the chaos in your head.

That's the beauty of being alive.
You'll bleed, you'll heal.
You'll cry, you'll feel.
Solitude is actually a cozy place,
Even for the restless mind.
So it's okay to take a break.
To refocus and endeavour again.
It's okay, to rise again.
It's okay, to begin again.

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Sukhe patto ko chum jaati hui wo sarsaraati hawa,
Haal-e-dil bhi kuch aisa ho ke main jee loon ye sama...
Le jaye ye baebasi hokar humse roobaru kahi,
Ek nayepann ka ehsaas ho aur ruhaniyat mileh fir wahi.

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Sometimes.

Sometimes, there exists an indefinable kind of 'love' in someone's "I hate you"

Sometimes, there lies a dire 'need' hidden in someone's "Leave me alone"

Sometimes, there will be a strong sense of 'anxiety' in someone's "I don't care"

Sometimes, only sometimes...

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Craving for the rainbows,
Do not forget to admire the stars.

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I'd rather be your
vicious arch-nemesis,
Than being just
A trivial mate.

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