I hate that, At the end of every day, My heart still misses the warmth of yours, Despite the distances, Despite the years, Despite not talking for so many days. Why does my heart think, It'll be okay, If I go back to you, When it was you who left in the first place? I hate that. i don't want to, but i do.

Naye naye shauk hai ab jinke, Unhe kya bataye ki shauk asal mein kya cheez hai, Humne toh shauk paale bhi hai, Aur utaare bhi hai, Dil ke shauk rakhna bhi ek naseeb hai.

I walk in the dark, Only to be felt closer to the stars, Than the Earth I'm walking on, And most further away from you.

Everything I've done today has felt like hitting a reset button, Giving up worries, Working towards goals, Getting tasks ticked off the mental to-do-list, And achieving this sense of accomplishment somehow. More to go, More to win, More to do. It never stops. until it does.