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esther-yup · 9 months

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narlaz · 8 months

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Dios nos consiente a cada rato, solo que a veces somos ciegos...

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netsanju · 13 days

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snubher · 1 month

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The Girl That Changed My Life ( Part 1)

She made me write dark, think deeper, and unknowingly ignited the light I extinguished.

Moving away from her, cause it was a nightmare that I tried hard to come out of.

Her prose shook me, her words stabbed me, her thoughts shiver me. Does this sound terrifying or exciting? I met this girl in my hostel days where I still live but without her. On 22nd August 2022, when I first saw this girl, those eyes still haunt and mesmerize me. She told me that she was happy that I chose the bed next to her, the decision which she made me question every time. You know what made me like her in the first place? Her taste of everything, we had a lot in common which made me open for the very first time to a total stranger.

I can't pen down our journey of 1 year in the same room. She gave me the comfort I’ve wanted my whole life from my friends. I think I would consider her a song but it's hard to confide her in a song cause she was a mixture of both desi Bollywood, and Hollywood, and open to everything.

I never thought that I would write about her but I remember a time when I told her that I'll write about you, but never did. But today when I began to write the daily stuff, just after completing one line, I started writing about her that too out of nowhere as if the line I wrote were describing her.

One day she took me down in the garden and while talking she showed me her poems and prose, from where it all started. I read all her writings and stood stupefied and miserable. Because of her, I started writing again and she supported me like a true friend.