“What I Remember (19)” – Nayana Nair

there are morningswhen i have forgotten how to forget.i open my eyesonly believing the dream just broken.there are morningswhen i hate myself for waking upand my body for needing reality so much. “i cannot give my heart to you”,i remind myself to say this as i gulp down a glass of chocolate milk,in case someoneContinue reading ““What I Remember (19)” – Nayana Nair”