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Our noses mingled, even though we had sharp differences. Yet we kept on fighting, over minor preferences.

Nikita Gandhi

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
We have engaged ourselves so much in the idea of self love, that everyone else appears to be empty shelves.
NIKITA GANDHI

Appearance Empty Engagement Ideas Love
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.
NIKITA GANDHI

Beautiful Body Close Mindset Myself Soul Time
Sometimes I wish that I was the first you’ve met when you turned eighteen. There could be so many more years which we could have lived together.
NIKITA GANDHI

Live Myself Relationship Time Togetherness
I couldn’t experience an end with you, because you have always been a beginning to something new every day.
NIKITA GANDHI

Beginning Day End Experience Yourself
My freedom doesn’t end with you, it keeps expanding itself with its little invisible feathers, to grow into a phenomenon of never resting soul.
NIKITA GANDHI

Expand Feather Freedom Invisible Soul
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
All those lavenders seemed purple in love they turned lilac without him.
NIKITA GANDHI

Absence Break Up Color Love
In the story, I was the woman of words, where you couldn’t be a man of actions. At least my words weren’t a lie.
NIKITA GANDHI

Action Lying Man Myself Relationship Woman Word
Sometimes it’s suffocating by being surrounded by happiness and not being able to feel it.
NIKITA GANDHI

Happiness Suffocate Surround Time
It is hard holding a spot in your body that doesn’t want you.
NIKITA GANDHI

Body Hard Hold Yourself
Breaking things as a child seemed so easy, than fixing broken things as a adult.
NIKITA GANDHI

Adult Break Children Easy Healing
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
Our noses mingled, even though we had sharp differences. Yet we kept on fighting, over minor preferences.
NIKITA GANDHI

Fight Ourselves Preference Relationship Togetherness
I wonder if there is someone in the sky waiting for me to wake up at five.
NIKITA GANDHI

Imagination Sky Waiting Wonder
Surviving is to overcome a hurting wound living is to see your face each morning.
NIKITA GANDHI

Face Hurt Live Morning See Survive Wound

Our noses mingled, even though we had sharp differences. Yet we kept on fighting, over minor preferences.

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