This June, I celebrate not just my birth — but the rebirth of the girl they tried to break.

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If someone truly loves,
they don’t search for doors to leave.
They fight, they bleed, they stay—
not vanish on the edge of disbelief.

But you—
you made it look like my past was the crime,
as if a version of me you never knew
gave you the reason, the timing, the line.

Let me say this loud—
The past is not a draft to revise.
It can’t be edited, can’t be erased.
Only understood, only realized.

You used it like a weapon,
but truth be told, my dear—
you were already halfway gone
before the blame ever appeared.

You didn’t walk away in pain.
You walked away in plans.
You already had someone waiting—
already held someone else’s hands.

You called it closure, I call it your excuse.
Because if love was real,
you would’ve stayed to understand.
Not left me begging, breaking—
while you stood with another hand in hand.

I begged with a heart
you never planned to keep.
You smiled like a lover
and left like a thief.

So don’t talk of love—
not when yours had a deadline.
You weren’t hurt by my past—
you were just done ruining my life.

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I think of moments I spent with him, beautiful moments untainted by the truth, unaware that the very ground beneath me was shifting.

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It rips me apart to know he always wanted to leave. This distance is nothing to him; he was ready for it, ready to leave from long ago. I can't cling to him anymore. He found what he was looking for after marrying me, but it wasn't me—it was her. He saw it clearly only after he'd already twisted my perfect world into a disaster and left me in ruins.

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Chahiye toh tha koi azaadi dene wala,

Uss kambakht ne burkha odha kar meri rooh ko kardiya azaad,

Kareeb kiya mere Rab se, mita diya har khauf dil se iss jahaan ka

Yeh rang aur roop ki chah, ab lagti hai be-maani, Mera dil toh basa hai ab, bas uski yaadon mein kahani.

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Your love made me a beggar,
A beggar who begs for your replies,
A beggar who begs foryour time
A beggar who begs for your smile,
A beggar,
Who begs for your love...!

I beg for the way you used to look at me,
For the warmth that once burned in your eyes,
For the hands that once held me close,
For the lips that once whispered, "Stay Close."

You have made me a beggar,
Andyet Ibeg again,
And yet, I ache again,
Andyet. Isurenderagain,
To the hunger, to the longing
To the love that ruins me beautifully...!

You have made me a beggar,
A beggar,
Who once had everything
But now has nothing,
Nothing but longing...!

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True Love doesn't demand obedience, It inspires partnership.
It doesn't crush dreams, It fuels ambitions.
Love isn't something you confine, it's something you set free. Instead of controlling, try respecting;
instead of dictating, try understanding.
You'll find love blossoms when you give freedom, not chains.

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From the moment I said 'I do,' he made me feel like the antagonist – for daring to dream big, for being driven, for refusing to be grounded. He sought to clip my wings, to cage my spirit, simply because his own insecurities couldn't handle the strength and ambition of the woman he vowed to love.

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Dear Girls, some men think they're the architect of your world, but they're just a brick, crumbling under the weight of their own ego. Their need to control you is a fragile attempt to compensate for the cracks in their own facade. You're not a puzzle piece to be manipulated, you're the masterpiece, and they're just a faded sketch remember that.

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