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Shubhi Mahajan

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Not-So-Dear(th of) Sorry, Hey, how are you? I can't even say, "long time, no see." More than the memes I created, you are the one I came across. What do we sing? "Har Jagah Ab Dikhe Tu Apne Bhi Dil Ka Kaam Tamaam Hai Bas Teri Bas Teri Dhoom Dhaam Hai"

Not-So-Dear(th of) Sorry, Hey, how are you? I can't even say, "long time, no see." More than the memes I created, you are the one I came across. What do we sing? "Har Jagah Ab Dikhe Tu Apne Bhi Dil Ka Kaam Tamaam Hai Bas Teri Bas Teri Dhoom Dhaam Hai"

D. Chowdhury

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Dear Sorry, ... You deserve to be on the niche tongues of people keeping you dolled up for formal interaction rather than broken hearts and promises as those are so common, and you are too expensive to be used by common people. Doesn't matter if you cost other's emotions. You're flawless and beautiful, unlike the people who think they deserve hearing you, like that fat girl on the bus, isn't it? ... (Read the caption) Dear Sorry, How have you been? I've been busy trying to match your standards. It is so generous of you that you come to the lips that don't deserve you. Like the girl on that school bus- the other day you slipped off her tongue just because she was a bit overweight. You shouldn't be used like girls like her; instead, the beautiful girl beside her should wear you like a crown. Doesn't matter if she was mean; her weighing machine shows 'perfection' in the place of numbers. You deserve to be a part of such perfection, isn't it? You striving for perfection isn't wrong. On the contrary, it was my fault that I considered you equal to other words. It was my fault that I thought a little bit of you would just work perfectly for fixing up things when I mess them up. You were superior to the relationships I wanted to keep. But I failed to understand your worth and used you as a napkin for cleaning up the leftovers off a plate, for cleaning up the blames off me- blames for the faults that were not even mine. But you know what, it's okay that you took me away from myself. I wasn't worthy enough for you. I am ashamed of myself that I let them take you for granted; instead, they should've taken me. Doesn't matter if I become weaker because strength is for queens like you, not slaves like me. You have every right to think that you are important because you really ARE. You deserve to be on the niche tongues of people keeping you dolled up for formal interaction rather than broken hearts and promises as those are so common, you are too expensive to be used among common people. Doesn't matter if you cost other's emotions. You're flawless and beautiful, unlike the people who think they deserve hearing you, like that fat girl on the bus, isn't it?

Dear Sorry, ... You deserve to be on the niche tongues of people keeping you dolled up for formal interaction rather than broken hearts and promises as those are so common, and you are too expensive to be used by common people. Doesn't matter if you cost other's emotions. You're flawless and beautiful, unlike the people who think they deserve hearing you, like that fat girl on the bus, isn't it? ... (Read the caption) Dear Sorry, How have you been? I've been busy trying to match your standards. It is so generous of you that you come to the lips that don't deserve you. Like the girl on that school bus- the other day you slipped off her tongue just because she was a bit overweight. You shouldn't be used like girls like her; instead, the beautiful girl beside her should wear you like a crown. Doesn't matter if she was mean; her weighing machine shows 'perfection' in the place of numbers. You deserve to be a part of such perfection, isn't it? You striving for perfection isn't wrong. On the contrary, it was my fault that I considered you equal to other words. It was my fault that I thought a little bit of you would just work perfectly for fixing up things when I mess them up. You were superior to the relationships I wanted to keep. But I failed to understand your worth and used you as a napkin for cleaning up the leftovers off a plate, for cleaning up the blames off me- blames for the faults that were not even mine. But you know what, it's okay that you took me away from myself. I wasn't worthy enough for you. I am ashamed of myself that I let them take you for granted; instead, they should've taken me. Doesn't matter if I become weaker because strength is for queens like you, not slaves like me. You have every right to think that you are important because you really ARE. You deserve to be on the niche tongues of people keeping you dolled up for formal interaction rather than broken hearts and promises as those are so common, you are too expensive to be used among common people. Doesn't matter if you cost other's emotions. You're flawless and beautiful, unlike the people who think they deserve hearing you, like that fat girl on the bus, isn't it?