• No, I don't miss you... Not in a way that one is missed.But I think of you. Sometimes.In the way that one might think of the summer sunshineOn a winter night

    Sreesha Divakaran
  • He craved silences and solitude. He simply could not get lost in another person’s life

    Sreesha Divakaran
  • Grief lets you indulge in it, so that it can feed itself

    Sreesha Divakaran
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