Day 197.

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My mom clicked a decent picture of mine and looked at it for certain good minutes. she said I look different in pictures and one could easily tell that I smile forcefully. I told her that I was an introvert and as a result of that, I…

12 am.

I entered a room with firm steps. I could actually feel it’s been a while since I have had this feeling of being near someone really important. So I made my way into this really dark room which seemed quite familiar to me. I took heavy breaths and I could really hear some…

“…I remember whatever she had said. the whole tenor of our conversation was recent, raw and stinging in my mind: I had felt every word acutely, as I heard it plainly; and a passion of life fermented now within me. ”

I try to forget what I saw,

A moment before;

When the beautiful realisation had sunken in,

That I am all yours.

Could you predict the amount of love?

To write of pain, is pleasure.