Ms. 8th choice, I called her by this name. I'm not sure how or when our paths first crossed, but I never dreamed that because of her, I would start writing again someday.
Ms. 8th choice, I'm not sure I'll ever understand why you left. When I first met you, I thought you were amazing. There were times when everything felt so real.
I believed I could trust you for something I saw in you. I am aware that you turned out to be someone I could depend on.
I'm not sure I'll ever understand why you left, I don't know whether or when I'll ever run into you again.
Knowing that you were gone caused me to doubt all of myself, especially after sharing my darkest insecurities with you.
Without considering the repercussions, I let my darkest bits out. When I realised that I don't see you anymore, my heart aches with misery and pain. Ms. 8th choice, I miss messaging and calling you because they remind me of better mornings and beautiful nights.
I'm not sure where life will lead me, but I will admit that I'm a little upset with it.
I thought you'd be there for me no matter what, yet you decided to leave without a trace or trail for me to follow you!

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Woh jo gumsum baitha tha bheed mai,
Humsafar mila kuch lamhon ke liye,
Lamhein jo raet thay,
Fisal gaye hath se.
Na ab humsafar raha,
Na uska wajood,
Kho gaya vo bheed mai,
Dunya ki bandishun ne thaam liye,
Aur chaley gahe vo kahin aage.

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A presence that I haven't felt for days,
It's as if a part of me is missing,
Even though everything around me is coloured in the ambience of blue,
The corners of my heart are drowned in a flood of chaos,
While I am trying to find a path which leads to you,
I am torn between "Can I?"and "I will find you",
As the path leads to shadows,
I am scared that I will lose you,
No, I won't falter, the pitch black is just a mirage, and I will soon pass through.

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Ek khushnaseebi ye bhi har roz jeeney ko majbur karti hai,

Ki neend se uthu aur tera chehra dikhta hai.

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Raat ka andhera khatam hone ko aaya hai,
Phir bhi,
Janey kyu subeh ka aftaab dekhney se darr lag raha hai

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I am here, with everything.
Everything, that will never be mine.

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خاموشی بھی ایک ادب ہے،
سیکھلو تو دنیا دیوانی
غافل رہو تو دنیا بیگانی

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The horror, the anxiety, the impatience, everything hit hard when he saw you!
Never had he felt so much scared! Never had he imagined that he would have to change roads seeing someone from faraway.
Maybe they won't accept his apology, maybe they don't want to see his face ever again!
But his life won't be the same, ever.
Maybe he needs something, something to move-on from his mistakes. Maybe he needs them to tell him that, yes, you did wrong, I won't forgive you, so just move on with it.
Yes it's not easy for them, but it's not easy for him either. One thing that life has taught him is that holding on to feelings, good or bad, only hurt you in the end.
Maybe no-one will look the same now! But all he's asking for is forgiveness, today,tomorrow and forever!

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Words cannot describe what you've done! It's shameful and something that can't be forgiven. Trust, friendship, relationships, even if they are with you for 2 days or 20 years, nothing matters if you break someone's trust or are dishonest to them. By hurting them, you're not only cruel towards them, you're being cruel towards every person who knows you! Yes, words won't definitely define how disgusted a person feels when his/her trust is broken! Who know's whether that person is able to read your words, or understand your situation because they're not at fault, because it obviously is not their mistake! You've been bad to them! And maybe your mistakes are so disgusting and dishonest that they deserve death! That person won't be able to forgive you for what you did to them!
They know apologizes won't matter, but maybe sinners need to die, so that sins won't be seen by the world.

A letter to the person who you've hurt.

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As the moon started waning, I realised that you were not there. As the night went on, darkness brought with itself something, that I could never let go of.
It was the burden of not letting go which was staying put in my heart and getting heavier day by day. Like the darkness brought by a waning moon.

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