Yes, heartbreak crushes you, but they also turn you into someone you as a kid always wanted to be.
KANIKA CHUGHI feel I am stuck in memories of ours there is no past or the future but a series of moments halted without a given command. And time has stopped making sense.
More Kanika Chugh Quotes
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How do you feel now after making futile promises?
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I expressed because you gave me enough freedom be myself around you, and thus, you deserve the same. You deserve to be heard too and not be counseled to at your attempt.
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You were like water the parts of your heart I touched before casually moved forward, leaving me bewildered. What wrong did I do?
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You know you are with a strong person when they make you realize how much stronger you can be.
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My hustle made so many people uncomfortable. Because I refused to be moulded unlike them.
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People’s expectations cut dreamer’s wings.
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If ever I get lost don’t take me down that road, instead, show me the way to my home. I cannot afford to escape what I’m designed to learn.
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You blew me off to have your wish. But what other purpose do candles serve?
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Your departure was like trusting the process of seasons. I never knew I’d bloom again after a terrible fall.
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I had been dead inside for so long that now I want to ‘freaking’ live.
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All I knew that going forward and receding; both were important aspects to move ahead in life. So, few setbacks straightened out my path all the more.
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My anxious self always melted in your arms, then. Now your grin from another screen telling me “its going to be okay” works just the same.
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Empaths interpret your silences, read beyond your smiles, feel your traumatic eyes because kindness isn’t a weakness but their mighty strength.
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Stardust collected was found in the crumpled pages of my books, for I travelled in all the realms through them.
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Poetry isn’t about beautifying the words; It’s about stripping off its thick cover and appreciating the rawness.
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