I’ve never been much of a dancer. But healing is a song I’ve been learning to dance on.
SHRUTHI SAGARI’ve never been much of a dancer. But healing is a song I’ve been learning to dance on.
SHRUTHI SAGARThey say body is nothing but the dress for the soul. So does this mean all my pain and all my tragedies are now tattoos on my soul?
SHRUTHI SAGARHe tells me he is broken and love isn’t for him. Someone, please go tell him, heart break births the best of lovers.
SHRUTHI SAGARI am fire on the verge of ignition, don’t mistake me for a flame and then blame me for your destruction.
SHRUTHI SAGARThey said everything I lost will come back to me. I said -everything I’ve lost is too lost to ever come back to Me.
SHRUTHI SAGARThe first step towards healing is reflection. From reflection comes awareness, and from awareness we must move towards acceptance. From acceptance, we can take action. And in action comes healing.
SHRUTHI SAGARThe traveler in me is desperate to explore this gorgeous city but the lover in me refuses to see anywhere but him.
SHRUTHI SAGARWith a heart like yours, you could keep pouring love for an eternity, why not give some to yourself?
SHRUTHI SAGARI had a playlist of his name. Of songs he would send me now and then. Now every song I hear is a ghost of him. A reminder that he is here. But he is not.
SHRUTHI SAGARThe cold consumes me. The oceans in my eyes freeze. It’s 2 AM and I can’t move. Your loss is too much to bear.
SHRUTHI SAGARMy heart is aching and my eyes tearing, will i ever get the love i always keep trying to give others?
SHRUTHI SAGARThe moon is the witness of all the nights I’ve spent waiting for your return.
SHRUTHI SAGARThe greatest longing I will ever have, is for the love I always deserved but never received.
SHRUTHI SAGARYou saved me. When I thought there was no love for me, you gave me the love of my dreams. Even if it was for a short span of time. you are a miracle I will forever remember.
SHRUTHI SAGARI cry because I don’t know how to help you, but I can’t even help myself.
SHRUTHI SAGARThis cruel world fails to embrace the beauty of tender souls and then wonders why everyone turns cold?
SHRUTHI SAGAR