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Nikita Gandhi Quote - The sound of those crickets still drowns me in the summer fantasy.

The sound of those crickets still drowns me in the summer fantasy.

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Stay peaceful until your inner conflicts turn into a war with someone.
NIKITA GANDHI

Peace Stay War Yourself
I don’t want to show my body to the ones, who often close their eyes, when it’s time to praise the beauty of my mind and soul.
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Beautiful Body Close Mindset Myself Soul Time
What good you did in separating those petals from a rose show some efforts in separating it’s thorns.
NIKITA GANDHI

Flower Goodness Rose Separate Yourself
Your departure is no joke it freaks me out every time you leave for the airport.
NIKITA GANDHI

Freak Joke Leaving Love Time Yourself
You were drunk in love by the time I was already sober.
NIKITA GANDHI

Break Up Drink Love Relationship Time Yourself
Darling, everything is likely to fall in place, only if you make up your mind to stay.
NIKITA GANDHI

Fall Make Up Mindset Place Stay Yourself
You can’t measure, my love for you. I’m a victor. I steal you, from my very own self, every minute every day.
NIKITA GANDHI

Love Measurement Myself Steal
Any day can be Monday when you choose to start right.
NIKITA GANDHI

Choice Day Right Start Yourself
All those lavenders seemed purple in love they turned lilac without him.
NIKITA GANDHI

Absence Break Up Color Love
I thought butterflies are frail until they began to flit in my stomach.
NIKITA GANDHI

Butterfly Fragile Myself Stomach Weakness
I found the universe in you when people thought the sky is the limit.
NIKITA GANDHI

Limitation Love People Relationship Sky Universe Yourself
The journey of fire begins, survives and ends with air.
NIKITA GANDHI

Air Beginning End Fire Journey Nature Survive
Stop changing things in a way they are not meant to be.
NIKITA GANDHI

Changing Stop Way
Silent hearts carrying pain quietly are likely to make thunders cry loud.
NIKITA GANDHI

Carry Cry Heart Loud Pain Silence
I chose myself today, not over you. I can never do that, and you know that well. I just chose the new me over my past self.
NIKITA GANDHI

Choice Day Myself Past
My notebook couldn’t carry the burden of all those words which my heart once felt.
NIKITA GANDHI

Book Burden Carry Feeling One Liner
Entangle me, into your talkative eyes. Let me breathe in, your breath often. For I’m tired of floating, in the shallow waters, when I want to get choked.
NIKITA GANDHI

Breathe Love Myself Relationship Shallow Tired
Our noses mingled, even though we had sharp differences. Yet we kept on fighting, over minor preferences.
NIKITA GANDHI

Fight Ourselves Preference Relationship Togetherness
Surviving is to overcome a hurting wound living is to see your face each morning.
NIKITA GANDHI

Face Hurt Live Morning See Survive Wound
You bloom one day, you do not on another. This is life and every flower doesn’t require the same amount of sunshine.
NIKITA GANDHI

Day Flower Life Requirement Sunshine Yourself
You make sunlight doubt its role in winters as you set my body on fire.
NIKITA GANDHI

Body Doubt Fire Role Sunshine Winter
She who has the courage to dive deep into the ocean will find the pearls.
NIKITA GANDHI

Courage Deep Herself Inspirational Ocean
The lotus grows out of the mud. Love the lotus; do not love the mud.
NIKITA GANDHI

Flower Growth Lotus One Liner
I have been confused with many pretty smiles earlier but your canines hit me differently.
NIKITA GANDHI

Different Early Myself Smile
Sometimes, I feel sorry for you. I’m not there to hold you, and this clouded sky do not let you talk to the moon.
NIKITA GANDHI

Feeling Hold Moon Sorry Talk Time Touch Yourself
It is hard holding a spot in your body that doesn’t want you.
NIKITA GANDHI

Body Hard Hold Yourself
All I want for christmas is your warmth, near the firing woods. Cuddling on the chair, swinging in merry times, forgetting our bad lies.
NIKITA GANDHI

Bad Fire Forget Lying Myself Time Warmth

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