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difference between living alone and being left alone

There is a difference between living alone and being left alone. Living alone means you don't have your people around you but you have them somewhere in your life who care for you and for whom you care , you have people with whom you share everything . And being left alone is the situation in which you have lots of people around you but no one is with you and no one is there for you even they don't care for you. But most of us don't know the difference between these two situations . People think that living alone means enjoying their  own company ,they don't need anyone in their life  and don't care about others.and they think it's cool and modern. From last few months i have observed that  on social media there is a trend going on  in which people think if they pretend that they are loner and they don't like to socialise with people around them ,they look more cool and modern. But there is a fact , people like to live alone until they end up  being alone. N

do me a favor

do me a favor  tell her my situation tell her those stories i wrote about her. can someone help me ? can someone tell her my situation ?  i just want to know her how my life is going without her. i just want to feel her the stories i wrote everyday about her. do me a favor  just tell her the feelings  i have to hide from her. is someone here to help me ,to tell her the feelings i am hiding from the day one .i just want to know her from the day she left me i am feeling in completeness . living this life without her feels like someone took all happy part of my life from me. do me a favor  tell her that  if someone can bring me out from darkness she is the only one. can someone tell her when she broke up with me she pushed me in the darkest place ,she pushed me in the place from where no one can come back .and no one can bring me out from this darkness except her because she is the one who pushed me here and she is the only one who can bring me out from this dark place.

first time in last 8 months

from last eight months today was the day when i talked someone so openly.first time in eight months i shared how i feeling from the day when the person whome i loved too much abondone me . and first time in eight months i really felt good . it was the first time when i shared my situation with someone face to face.yes i shared my feeling with a real person instead of any diary . And this time i felt too good . first time i shared how i feel when i miss you, how much i want you to come back again and how i want to end these all things when i realises the fact there is no comeback from your side . and the good thing is the person on the otherside was listening me carefully and making me feal good .   so the point is i want to thank that person but i cant figure it out how i should thanks. so i am writing this thanks latter to that person . i hope she will read it . thanks to listning me carefully, it was the first time in last eight months when i shared something face to face and this ma

missing someone on this diwali

Diwali is the festival of happiness and lights. this festival spreads brings light with it and spread brightness everywhere in the world even in darkest place. but i don't know why i still feel darkness inside me and it seems like this diwali is bringing more darkness inside me instead of brightness. while everyone is enjoying outside i just want to lock myself in the darkest room so i can avoid all these stuff because i want to be happy not to pretend and i dont want to showq fake smile to my family while i have tears in my eyes. i dont know why i am feeling lack of something , absence of someone special in my life while i have everything a caring family ,some good friends ,diwali gifts . I have everything a normal person wants on this festival but still i am feeling incompleteness. i am missing those diwali pictures someone sent me last year.i am missing that person last year i had . i am just missing a photo in which a girl was sitting at the front of a plate with full of deepak

make me fall asleep

i want to stake a sharp object in my heart untill the last drop of my blood comes out from it with all the feelings i have in it . everyday i tried to pretend that i am okay and good without you and i mooved on with this breakup thing  but in real i am not okay without you, just because from the day one when we came in this beautyfull relationship i started belived in you in your promises, i bealived that you are the only love of my life.but everything vanished in a mooment just like in a fictional movie someone snapped and everthing vanished. however i  managed to spent my daytime by distracting my self from your sweet memories  but in the night i can't resist it and these sweet memories works like poisen  for my heart . everynight i cry for you ,every moments in which we live , all those memories which we made ,comes in my mind one by one and it hurts . it hurts more when on the one hand i miss you too much and having a hope of your comeback and on the other hand i can't igno

a heart's cost

A heart's cost is nothing until you broke someone's. Well, In this world you have to pay something for everything you have , a cost is set for everything doesn't matter it is the stuff you use or the people you love or you like to  play with them . The thing is ,it is not necessary that you have to pay money for that stuff or for those people with whome  you like to play.but that doesn't mean they are free for you or you don't have to pay something after you ruined them.One day you have to pay the cost for their loss and money will not help you . For example, when we were young we had broken many toys and for this our parents were scold us and sometimes even beat us and sometime they punish us in some other ways but at the end we had to pay something for our mistakes. So, A heart's cost is nothing . It's unpayable . In the whole world there is nothing precious which can buy someone's heart.if you want to get someone's heart you have to earn it

pain through the pen

after a long time once again i am going to write all my pains through the pen . so from here i start my painful story which can waste your time if you read it at the end, every day from the morning to the night . from the sun rise to the sunset. from waking up to sleep. i have lot of thoughts but about only one person whome i have lost ago. yes this one is also about the same girl who left me and did not told me the reason behind her decision. every night before going to sleep i keep finding faults in myself . generally in days i try to keep myself busy in some stuff so i can handle my emotions but it's harder to control your emotion at night. every night when i miss you i find tears in my eyes. and suddenly all the  memories which we made for hard time when we are not together and miss eachother flashes in my mind .  but now i realise that you were never involved in making them and you will never miss those moments. and when i miss you when i realises that you are not with me and