She turned her heartbreak into handwriting✍🏻
Have you ever been so broken that it feels like you’re dying alive? That’s what heartbreak does, it doesn’t kill you all at once. It takes tiny pieces of you each day, until one morning, you wake up feeling like a stranger inside your own skin. There’s a kind of silence that screams louder than any heartbreak song, the one where your thoughts echo, “Wasn’t I enough?” You must have heard this line that says “ek tha raja, ek thi rani, koi teesra aaya khatam kahani” Have you ever watched the person you love fall in love with someone else? And yet, your heart whispers, “I just want to see him happy,” even when his happiness feels like it’s killing you slowly. If time was made of colors, he would be my golden hour the soft, fleeting light that makes everything beautiful before it disappears. But here’s the cruel irony: How could he make her love herself while teaching me to hate myself? How could he talk to her about peaceful sleep while stealing every bit of mine? It’s strange, love m...