They were in a cafe, drinking hot cappuccino and cold macchiato at 8 p.m. It’s the same cafe when he asked her to be his girlfriend a year ago. The boy kept looking down to his phone without giving a **** about a girl in front of him. “Should we break up?” She asked, tried
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Remember those nights, when you were five I sat and held you down to calm your soul After your father left you The anger you had at 14, which you took out on me The lost time we had because of the two jobs I had in order for us to make it But it
Remember the time when we danced because we had to? You chose me as your partner. I have no right to put interpretation to it. We had to dance for grades. Remember during practices? It wasn’t easy for me because you weren’t a good dancer. Remember that time when you couldn’t get a simple step?
It all started with a dreamer falling in and out of love, But I’ll be on the edge of the world with you if you ever wanted time to ever stop. All you have to is, ask.
Tried to keep you out, but kept coming crawling back to you…. every time. What will you call this?
Love is accepting someone’s quirks and interesting habits and loving them for having those things. You embrace all of my flaws and never make me feel horrible for them. I love all of your quirks, like the way you fidget because you can’t sit still, the way you sit with one leg crossed over your
It’s the sound only silence makes. So loud and dark, it only comes when a heart breaks. It’s the loudest silence you’ve ever heard, It can’t be hushed with any words. When you hear, your own heart breaks. So why keep listening for goodness sakes? Cause your living in a perfect world under glass. You
Breaking silently, Without any difficulty Open your eyes and you’ll see, What a broken heart is meant to be. As it’s already past midnight, But not a light in you shines Maybe after sunrise, You’ll start to recognize, The blurry face in your dreams, That’s me waiting for you to realize. I wish I could
I want you to stop playing me, But I don’t want you to stop having sex with me I want you to stop pushing me, But I don’t want you to stop Doing all that you do for me. I want you to stop fucking tripping, But I don’t want you to go anywhere. Cheap
I love your eyes. Wet, filled with desire. I love them most when they stare back into mine. Not a word needs to be said. A breath between us two, Each craving met, my eyes trailing yours. The way they bend shut when your legs stretch out And your arms wrap around me. The natural
I grabbed his face and his tongue pushed past my teeth like a battering ram I wanted to destroy everything He has the fire and I have the fuel Together we could really fuck things up.
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That look on your face, the first time our hands touched each other Was full of promises, full of chances that this could be a beginning, unlikely the others. ~ @pia.majumdar ~ For more posts like these, follow me on Instagram- pia.majumdar let’s connect 🌻
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Whenever I think about sex it smells like you ❤️
Paint me with the wet tickle of your tongue lingering with affection savoring my fervent flavor in bold strokes of your obsession as the love grows deep so does the lingering hunger within.
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To lay with him is like playing with fire, the flames, they burn me alive. Leaving me marred, hurting and scarred- the pain on which I thrive.
Your words are serene In a tranquil chaotic world And I am drowning in them ❤️
every door doesn’t lead me to you. but the ones that do you yourself closed them. © Pia Majumdar .
Even though he could never be mine What’s the harm in loving him from afar, watching his subtle moves as I know, he won’t survive for much without needing me. – © Pia Majumdar
Once we had a staring competition We stared in each other’s eyes For a long time, we didn’t move But when we did Our lips touched And we both lost the contest Together. © Pia Majumdar
I will love you for eternity, even though you don’t belong with me.
I can see your bare soul When I look into your eyes. Screaming for some undivided love As it already sustained a broken heart once But can’t accept another one The flinching pain is too much Even though his eyes never waver From her undistinguishable face Never cried or begged for attention His soul weeps
You know that strange aching feeling of constantly your heart being pulled in opposite directions while you feel a small tear happening. That’s what happens when you screw up and you have to admit that you were wrong and you made a mistake. You have to apologize to that one person whom you love
Falling asleep in his arms Resting my head on his shoulder Feeling safe, and calm It’s the best thing to ever happen to me. But when he rests his head on my shoulder, I have this sudden urge To protect this innocent soul From all the darkness Lurking behind the shadows. © Pia Majumdar
If you break someone and they still wish you the best, you’ve lost the greatest thing for you. – Pia Majumdar Do you guys agree?
To the guy – • Who offers me the last slice of pizza • Doesn’t get bored while clicking pictures • Keeps up with me when I am angry • Motivates the hell outta me when I am not feeling it… You are worth every word that I write…always ❤️
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