From the very first day I started thinking, I was always scared to cry.
I kept trying to escape the things that made me cry, never ready to face the departure, the grief, the heaviness in my chest, the long breaths, the wet pillows.
I avoided movies that might make me tear up.

I’m the biggest anime lover, but I never watched ‘Grave of the Fireflies’.

I love romcoms, but I couldn’t bring myself to watch Imtiaz Ali’s -‘Laila Majnu’.
I loved reading books, but I never found the courage to read ‘One Day’.
I ran from a world that depended entirely on me.
But I failed to chase the one that never relied on me.
This world makes me cry often.
It has given me all of it;melancholy, heartache, sorrow, and so much more.

People leave me.

From my one dearest childhood friend to my high school best friend, to those I knew in university.

They didn’t stay.
I blamed myself.

Sometimes I confessed, sometimes I stayed silent.
I kept wondering, over and over again:
What is the toughest task in this universe?
Staying or keeping?
Is it easy to keep someone who doesn’t want to stay?
Or harder to stay when someone doesn’t want to keep you?

—- Chuti

________

STAY SAFE

BE HAPPY

THANKS A LOT FOR VISITING.

______