Ghosting He broke the silence after a few months. Rage & sadness consumed both her eyes. She said, there is so much to say, yet there’s nothing you’d understand. They both exit the chat box.
Put me into the boxes Shove me inside them But I shall find my way out like plants rise out of rocks, pebbles and asphalt! Like bamboo sticks stand tall even in snow fall! Give me cracked walls, I shall go on.
Dear ladies, It's okay to recall those 3 am moments when you told him that he feels like your soulmate, but it's important to admit to yourself that he is not and you were wrong!
they meet online on different websites, easily trapped in adrenaline, succumb to the screen's pressure, each day and night like a bonded laborer on the other side.
you seem to be another social media addict, another lonely lover long lost in a screen, another deadline-struck progressive elite, another professional willing to quit, another homeless kid in a camp for refugees, or may be got the soul of all these.