Being in Love: Friends, Benefits and Broken Hearts

I am going to start with how I am feeling right now, this moment as I type this out, I feel so confused. I feel like I might be falling in love, but I am scared. I don’t know if I should let myself. I have always kept my walls up just so I don’t have to go through a broken heart. 

I met Adam when I was in 8th grade. I had never thought of Adam as anything else but a friend. Never in my life did I think he would be the one I would fall for. I had met Nicole in 8^th grade too. She was never my “best friend” but she was my best friend’s close friend. I guess she was what people today call “Ratchet”. Completely the opposite of me. I didn’t exactly like her but she never gave me a reason to hate her. Until.....

Remembering Him

Remembering him comes in flashback and echos, I tell myself its time now, gotta let go

Doors to Close

You know, sometimes after moving far ahead in your life, you feel like you have left something or someone behind. An open door which is supposed to be closed and the problem is that it isn't. We all have these invisible doors in our heads that we leave open for someone or something that is out of  our reach. No matter how far we go, we still cant help but look behind hoping, that someone just walks in through that door. We walk away from someone in the process of moving on but still leave that door open, in hope of getting them back. And with that open door, we leave a part of us behind, standing in front of that door, waiting.

Cigarettes and Chocolates

Ever wondered what's the difference between the wrong people and the right people, you end up falling for? The people you get addicted to and the people you get attached to? The people you want and the people you need? Well, its exactly same as the difference between cigarettes and chocolates. An addiction that you cant abandon and a love you just cant let go off. 

Trust you? Again? No thanks

If someone hurts you once, don't be sorry for yourself. You're not at fault. They are. You just didn't know that they were the wrong people to trust. You can be nice enough to forgive them but don't be stupid enough to trust them again. And if someone manages to hurt you twice, then don't blame that person. Blame yourself. You're at fault because this time, you knew. 

Memories of Glass

A few days ago, I used to wish that there was a thing called "brain transplantation" through which I could erase some specific memories. Not that I hated those memories but it was just hurting way too much to remember how perfect something used to be before it got ruined. You cant count me in the people who say stuff like- "Don't be sad that it ended, be happy that it happened". Its serious shit and trust me, I'm not much of a positive thinker. I don't think that looking at a messed up thing and being happy because it was beautiful before can practically be done. Its stupid and impossible.