It’s night and still hot. I am sitting cross-legged on the balcony’s floor, this black diary on my lap, and vibrant blues, orange and yellow underneath it: the colors of my shirt. Before me is a silent city even though it’s only after-dinner time. It’s only too soon to be writing this.
Or is it?
I am almost tired of using different words to say the same thing: I miss you. Here, take it from me. Jaan jati hai jab uth ke jatay ho tum.
6 thoughts on “#490”
That line! I’ve been listening to that song so much these days, and I relate so much. And then you made this post!
Isn’t that song the most beautiful?? ❤
I really like it, too!
We know what it is. ❤
Maria, you little piece of apple pie, why do we relate so much? 😂
.. I love you😭💕
Haha apple pie is a new one. + hugs you + ILYT! ♥♥