Probably Lovers

my name is binny and i'm 27. there's so much i can say, it always feels like i'm up to my throat with words. like i'm some thoughts-body. life is full. life is beautiful. life is here. it's now. and in this same breath, i want to say i don't know what the future looks like. sometimes i feel as if you were here before you were, not in some dream sequence or same-soul talk. that's cute too. but it's not that. i remember liking you earlier than having memories of you. is that strange? maybe that's why this hurts more than i thought it would. I am letting you go, and every other equivalent there is to this idea. that's not the point. it never is. the hurt is not in the hurt, the hurt is in how easily you are gave up. anyway this was fun, not be it's temporary but bcz this might be the closest thing to actual love despite how often i've written about it. I didn't take anything for granted. I cherished all our moments together, as if they were the last. They were our last. But, thank you for making me feel love for the first time. Movie Recco: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004). Song Recco: Dil-E-Nadaan by Kavitha Seth