Moving on is a myth .
You never move on every relationship , friendship that no longer exists you don't move on from them .
You bascially carry a huge scar in your heart , you may always not sit and cry but your scar will be visible with time , in your behavior, in your other relationships.
Your never move on
You carry your scars forever.

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I believe in mental vacations.
Disappearing from crowds and hassle.
Being deaf to judgments
And what will people think?
I am not depressed
i am rebuilding my aura.
Refuelling my own vibes .
Thats how my spiritual energy works.
Thats how i can spread postivity.

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A unhealed heart can never mend another heart .

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I get up all happy and smiling , i forget about all worries and listening to happy mood playlist , talking and teasing being extremely bubbly and scrolling through my feed and then one something that triggers and then i no longer can smile and nothing feels right anymore , I don't know why am i sad . what hurts , people ask what happened? They think i don't want to share what i feel . But the truth is i don't know what is wrong its like having a off button which no longer turns on.
Its numb and complicated !

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The greatest gift one can give is the gift of time

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Don't let pain and struggle turn your heart ugly
Survive and transform and show them
How beautiful growth is...

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I promise to love you extra in your hard days.
I promise to stick with you when you think life is hard.
I will hold you tight and not let you.
I will fall for you a little more everyday i touch your scars and insecurities.

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Hiding in the bathroom
Runny nose and eyes with tears.
Screaming from within that little girl
Yet is scared.
Night was harsh on her
Scars were left forever
Filthy hands still gave her nightmare.
She is scared of making love
She is scared touch
As lust is all that pounded her
Exploited every inch of her body
Bruises and pain vanished slowly
But the fear lived forever.
Met her fear after ages
Still was that little girl scared.
Teach her to fight
For as
She lost something long ago.
She knows this because her heart echos .
She mourns the girl she used to know.

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I am One blessed hot mess
Who learnt to survive

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Actions and reactions of a person is reflection of their internal struggles.

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