every moment, every turning point, every romantic encounter in life, has been marked with a distinct song. our frailties, dreamy encounters and setbacks are always reflected with a soundtrack- a tune which brings us back, a button that allows us to freeze time and playback all those precious moments, good or bad.
And so Yasa left too. My eyes were red as I drove out of the airport. I don't know how I can describe this dreadful sense of emptiness and loneliness which fills my heart. I just want to curl up in bed and let sleep take me away.
posted by Mr Brightside at 12:49 PM
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