Sajeer Shaikh
Learning to channel my thoughts on paper.
Articles by
Sajeer Shaikh
I Don’t Like How Certain Songs Remind Me Of You
There are videos on YouTube that I skip past now. There are playlists on Spotify I haven’t frequented in weeks. There are words that used to fill me with joy that I can no longer hear without feeling stabbed in the heart.
6 Things I Wish I Knew About Heartbreak
No one tells you that a part of you dies when your roads separate, plunging the very fork that arrives in your path straight into your heart.
To You, Who Taught Me That I Don’t Need To Settle In Love
You may not be my final destination. Why worry about that anyway, when this journey is perhaps far more beautiful and enchanting?
I Miss You, And I’m Tired Of Pretending Like I Don’t
I could sit here and list everything I remember and ache to relive, but the truth is that I miss the entirety of your being. Every bit of you — the excellent, the awful, and everything else in between.
Why Do Our Goodbyes Never Last?
Is it the way we’re completely different that inculcates this insane, unexplainable connection?
Taylor Swift Was Right: We Never Go Out Of Style
Amongst the entangled web of our individual marriages to work, lust, love and all the other factors that keep us apart, we still manage to trace back the weathered route that led us to each other in the first place.
To The Love Of My Life: Congratulations On The Wedding
I can’t emphasize this enough: love yourself the way you deserve to be loved.
I Love You In Languages You Don’t Comprehend
I love you in languages you don’t comprehend. You love me in a language I’m aching to understand. I love you across continents and you love me against the fabric of time.
You’re The Mistake I’d Make Repeatedly
You’re a mistake. There’s no way around it. We’re a mistake.
An Open Letter To All Those Trying To Survive
Know this, survivor: your battle and your struggles are valid and important, as are you, in your entirety.
To You, Who Taught Me How To Love Selflessly
I suppose that’s why I remember everything about you.
You’re Like An Itch I Can’t Seem To Scratch
Is it because you’re an impenetrable wall, with layers of cement and brick that bruise my unarmored entity as I try to break through?