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“What cannot be said will be wept.”

— Unknown

That romantic urge to say "Kare chaand taaron ko mash'hoor Itna kyun, Kambakht inse bhi Khoobsurat hai tu"<3

Ever noticed we pick up little habits and phrases from people we love? It's no wonder our hearts are so easily broken when people leave. We become a reflection of people who we care about and those personality traits stick with us all our life.

The relationships that bring us pain, we must learn to let go of them, no matter how much it hurts. It may feel unbearable now, but sometimes, walking away is the only way to find peace. They may return one day, but by then, they will no longer hold a place in our hearts. Because the truth is, they never come back out of love or appreciation—they return only when regret consumes them, when they realize what they lost.

The ones who caused our suffering, the ones whose words or actions made us cry, may not see our worth today. But time has a way of revealing everything. The pain they gave us today will turn into the regret that haunts them tomorrow. And when they finally understand what they lost, when they wish they could turn back time, it will be too late.

no hope of being held

Jahan mein aisa kaun hai ke jisko gām mila nahin?

Tumhare pyar ki kasam tumhara gam hai mera gam.

to share many interests with someone and freely talk about it with them is such a breath of fresh air