Sometimes, I wish you were here.

Although, the hurt is gone. Your memories still remain. I guess it always will. Thus, sometimes, just sometimes, I wish you were here. Here to sit and talk endlessly about random things. To look into my eyes and smile. To say that I look beautiful, even though I am hugely imperfect. To laugh at stupid… Continue reading Sometimes, I wish you were here.


Are you listening?

I have been shifted to another cabin at office last week. Yesterday, my boss was talking with someone who had come to see him. At times, he speaks really loud. My new cabin and his cabin is separated only by a wall. Therefore, while sitting in my new cabin, I could hear him talk. Though I… Continue reading Are you listening?