It hurts. It rips your heart out. Blows your mind. Wrecks your nerve. Makes you believe that there's nothing left. You tell yourself, time heals everything. But the heart which has been crushed and chopped into several uneven pieces knows that time is just a sugarcoated myth. An excuse. And this time, like every time, time will fail. Then one day, even after countless eternities, when you will linger your fingers upon that ironically mended heart of yours, you will still find scars, rough and ugly, enough to reminisce and relive that pain.
Again.

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He loved her, still never touched her even for once.
But, he hugged her countlessly through his writing.

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Uncertainty is the Indication of Infinite Possibilities and your Will is the Source of Countless Opportunities.

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I do too , dreaming
Just unlike to the real
Crowd usually seen everywhere
Just far apart from everyone

The dreams are that to be just out of your thoughts 🔥

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We are in the ocean of thoughts without any shore, just need to be shaped like the amazing bodies of water on our planet. Let your beautiful thought know more people on our planet, now it's easier than ever before, as we have a connection through 4G internet.

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Don't think of the things you didn't get after praying ...
Think of the countless blessings God gave you without asking...

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choose the stars
over the ones
who left you
just cause they can't

contain
your darkness

or maybe they can't

count
your scars

(look up!
universe is giving you a countless reasons to.)

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Countless stories
Where nature herself
Had written and narrated
To those who have
Hearts worth thumping more.

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They told me to count the blessings I had received from my parents
Since then i am counting stars..❤

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I've lived
Countless alternate universe scenarios
In my head,
Somewhere out there,
You and I
Would be having hiccups!

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