Shrina Dutta

Let go of things that hurt you, things that break you.

Take chances. Dance to songs unknown. Get out and be happy.

Look into my soul. Be my comfort. I will eventually be your confidante.

I don’t love you because I am lonely. I love you because I would rather spend my time with you.

It is when you turn back and smile at me, I know that you are the only one who can make me happy.

I cannot be you. I cannot stop caring, I cannot stop loving you.

Mine is a stupid heart which failed to accept that he never belonged to me.

She is not that girl on TV you wish you have.

You will change your bedsheets daily because none seems to not have a memory with him.

Love arrives when it must. Love leaves exactly when it should.

My overthinking mind has trust issues beyond limits but at the same time is burdened by the fear of abandonment.

These will have you locking your doors and looking over your shoulder.

They are just like us, just a person in need of love and assurance.

And maybe this is what love is, to find comfort and security in vulnerability, but to me it was a signal. A call of a siren to run away as fast as I could. And so I did.

Know what is best for you and walk away before it’s too late because chasing a false dream will only lead to heartbreak.

Make a list of all the things that you hate about yourself and plan a way of working on them and then burn the list.

You were my shoulder. You were my person. And, no matter how much we move on, a part of me will never stop missing you.

Stop being so hard on yourself.