Full capacity

When someone tells me,
“You can cry if you want to,”
Why do I absolutely do?

I’m so used to jumping over the puddles
After heavy rain
That I forget to remember it’s good to talk to someone.

Or I’m used to soaking up the waterfall on my own
With a veil of borrowed happiness
That I fail to notice I’m not alone.

-Someone’s home

15 Comments

  1. Filarance says:

    Wowww!! This is fantastic piece dear aarushi! I loves it! You are awesome!😊

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          1. Filarance says:

            Oops! You are following me I too! Very happy to meet you my friend aarushi!πŸ˜ŠπŸ€—

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            1. Aarushi says:

              yeah, I am!! I loved your sketch book, it was so cuteπŸ’•πŸ’•

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              1. Filarance says:

                Awww! Your words really means to the world for me. I’m flattered by your words.. thanks a tonn for your amazing words my friend..!πŸ€—

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  2. a.s. says:

    Oh Aarushi, you’re never alone… just plain beautiful πŸ€—πŸ’›

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  3. Ace says:

    Aarushi this is just, WOW!!! Omg it’s so beautiful, and that ending is spectacular! You write about emotions so vividly and magically and it adds such depth and flow to your pieces!!!! Keep it up, my dear friend!!! Much love πŸ–€πŸ€πŸ€—

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    1. Aarushi says:

      thank you, Ace! your encouragement means so much to me🌟🌟❀️❀️ love to you as well!!

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  4. Clapping after this one! So darn good! Second stanza and fourth stanza. And actually, ever stanza. Love the way you set this up!

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