Expressing my feelings again n again is difficult, so i choose to silent, bcz i silence i fell no rejections. I keep no expectations. And nothing will make me feel cry.

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जिन्दगी तो मेरी कट रही है आपके बाद भी….
मगर आप के बिन जीने में वो बात नहीं…

उपर से तो सब मेरे अपने ही अपने है…
मगर आप की तरह अन्दर से कोई मेरे साथ नही…

ख्याल सब रखते है मेरा अपने तरीके से अच्छी तरह…
म्गर अपसे जिद करने का माजा अब आता नहीं…

लडाईयां तो अब भी होती है घर में हमारे…
मगर आपसे वो मीठा मीठा लडने का मजा कोई दे पाता नहीं…

मै आज भी शाम को दरवाजे पे नजरें टिकाये रहती हूं…
आयेंगे अभी बाबा चॉकलेट ले के मै अपने से दिल से बार बार कहती हूं…

मगर जब देखती हूं आस आस आप नहीं होते…
तब सच जानियें आपके ये बच्चे छिप छिप के अकेले में है बहुत रोते..

कोई भूल थी अगर मेरी तो एक दफा कहते मुझे…
ऐसे अकेला छोड जाना कोई अच्छी बात नहीं…..

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A MAN WITH DREAMS...

NEEDS

A WOMAN WITH VISION.

Her perspective, faith, and support will change his reality. If she doesn't challenge you, then she's no good for you. Men who want to stay ordinary will tell you not to have expectations of them. Men who want to be great will expect you to push them, pray with them and invest in them.

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The Goodbye I Never Said

Can I ask u something?

Did you ever regret choosing me? Did u ever regret loving me? Did you ever regret giving me ur heart? Did I ever make u feel like I didn’t love u, like I didn’t care for u? Did u feel glad that I was gone? Did u feel happy when I started to stray away from u?

Were u ever waiting for my texts or my calls whn you decided to be alone? Did u ever think about texting or calling me just to check on me, on how I was doing? Did u talk to anyone about me? Did you ever think that I was a waste of time? Was I ever a waste of effort, of love, of patience?

You notice how these are all questions? Because I never got any answers. I’m probably never going to send you this. I know I should, but I also know that I can’t. I promised you a lot of things. I promised u that I wouldn’t hurt u ., I promised you that I wouldn’t do this, and I wouldn’t do that. I promised you that I’d fight for u. Maybe I wanted you to fight a little harder for us.

U left. u left me to be alone – with ur thoughts To think things through, to settle the war between your own mind and heart, and to decide whether what we had and I were still worth fighting for.

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You came softly into my life and touched my heart.
You brought joy into the depths of my being.
A joy I had never known before and so I ask,
How could I let you go?

Within me, you have stirred the passions of dreams
And aroused the dreams of passion in the night.
You have brought new life to me and so I ask,
How could I let you go?

From deep within my soul you have touched the poet,
Brought words to life and feelings to the surface.
You are my verse, rhythm and rhyme and so I ask,
How could I let you go?

When love comes into life as yours has come into mine,
The heart is surrendered and the soul is free to love.
The whole being is consumed in passion and so I ask,
How could I let you go?

I have heard your words and beheld your voice,
The softness and soothing nature calm my deepest fears.
You wrap me in your loving words and so I ask,
How could I let you go?

How could I let you go?
There is only one answer from this heart of mine,

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FINAL ✉️ LETTER

Dear you,

And you want to know what? I'm happy that I care for you as much as I do. I'm happy that I can feel this way about a person without the need to own their thoughts, their time, their attention, or even their love. I don't need you to love me. Not anymore. In other words, every other addition is a gift. And I can't be upset with not receiving a gift from you. After all, a gift is only truly a gift if reciprocation isn't expected.

So why am I writing this letter? That's an excellent question. I guess it's not really for you; it's for me. Truth be told, I'm secretly hoping that you never read this. You don't need to know this. You're happy doing you and I want you to stay happy doing you. This letter is to remind me that the choices I've made, the path I've walked and continue to walk, is the path I was meant to walk down.

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LETTER ✉️ Part3

Dear you,
If someone were to ask me if I've moved on, I'd say yes. There is no doubt in my mind that I have moved on. I've gotten over a hurdle I wasn't sure I'd make it over. It wasn't just the heartbreak that I had to endure. It's all that came with it. The sadness. The lack of willpower. The moodiness. All those horrible habits I picked up as a means of distracting myself — a poor effort at trying to convince myself that you don't matter to me.

But you do. You matter to me more than you know. And the senseless thing is, nothing will ever change that. As long as I continue to be me, my love for you will never fully dissipate. I don't love you the way Romeo loved Juliet. I love you the way the moon loves the sun. While we may never cross paths again, there's a connection that exists and will continue to exist as long as we do.

I have long debated what love is, but now I know. It's caring. Not because you want to or because you feel like you should, but because you don't have any other options available to you. Regardless of whether or not we can remain friends, I will always care for you.

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LETTER ✉️ Part2

Dear you,

It's difficult for me to explain the exact state I've found myself in. These are uncharted waters. Once you were the lighthouse that guided me to shore, making me feel safe and certain knowing where I can find a home, but that light no longer shines. At least, not for me.

Is it weird if I say I'm OK with that? It feels weird thinking it, but it's true. I'm not happy about it. I'm not sad about it. I'm OK with it. And I think that's the most I can ask for at the moment. The hardest part is accepting that I never meant to you what you meant to me — not really.

This isn't to say that you didn't love me, because I know you did. Yet, here we are; I'm sitting here writing this letter, and you're somewhere else. Without me, doing your own thing, being the awesome person you've always been.

I'm sure I no longer occupy a room in your mind, yet in my mind and heart, you'll always find a place.

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LETTER ✉️ Part 1

Dear you,

I think back at the last few years, the first of many to be spent without you. It's crazy realizing that you haven't been a part of them at all. I sometimes still find it difficult to accept that this is the way things are going to be — not just between us, but for me.

It's difficult accepting that I will have to continue living this life, living with the choices that I've made and am unable to take back. So, I’ve decided to write a letter to the person I don’t think I’ll ever get over and attempt to find closure. And that person is you.

Please don't misunderstand me. This isn't sadness that you read in my words. That emotion has come and gone. I no longer feel sad about having let you go. I no longer feel sad when the thought of you inevitably pops into my head. It no longer pains me to imagine you moving on with your life. Of course, I'd be lying if I were to say that these thoughts bring me joy, but they don't tear into me the way they once did not so long ago.

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