اُن کی آمد پہ ، وہ راہوں میں بِچھـــانا دل کا
یاد ہیں مُجھ کو ، وہ لمحے ، وہ زمانہ دل کا
میرے پہلو سے، چُرا لے گئیں آنکھیں اُس کی
لاکھ ڈُھونڈے سے ، نہیں ملتا ، ٹِھکانہ دل کا
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Your way of seeing the world softly. And when they finally go the emptiness you feel isn't just their absence... It's everything you quietly gave away just to keep someone who was already halfway out the door...
You know what’s painful? When the cycle repeats itself all over again and the hardest part is knowing I can’t be angry at anyone but myself. Because deep down, I already knew how it would end. I saw the signs, saw the patterns but I held onto hope that maybe different