Darli’n let me tell you.

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You will sit in your room and think about your broken heart and how clumsy your ex lover was with it. Fragile, innocent and warm now left broken, disoriented and cold.
They tiptoed in your life with all the sunshine they could offer and left crashing through the walls leaving everything dark.

Searching to fill the void created by them and in hopes of getting your heart fixed, you will knock on doors and readily fall for anyone who provides a sense of home only to realize that you got more lost.

Lost in the darkness that they left, you will hope to find someone who will make you feel whole again and take your broken heart in their palms gently in an attempt to fix it. You will throughout the journey look at them with hungry and worried eyes. They say they won’t break it but now, you can never be sure.

Darlin’, let me tell you that your heart will break a million times before you can find someone who will be the one to fix it forever. Get lost in the darkness and explore all that you want. Feel the happiness but be sure to feel the pain as well. Life is bitter mostly but cherish the sweet parts of it. Open the door for anyone who knocks and help them. Try helping those who can’t be beneficial to you.
Be your own sunshine and try living as its the last day you’ll ever feel the happiness of a warm cup of coffee on a cold winters night.

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About Bano

I’m trying to find a better introduction but since, I can’t? Hi! I’m Sheher Bano Zafar and I write. I write not because there lies aspiration to be a writer someday but because, it keeps me sane. I love the color silver, black and grey. I also realize that they fall under the same color tone. Whatever, I write is a result of my 3 a.m blues or insomniac depressive tendencies. I can’t write during the day. I’m addicted to caffeine and well, anything and everything (if I like it). Also, I suck at conversations. I bite my nails. Most of the time I’m clueless about the world around me. I love politics and youth activism. People tell me that art and politics don’t belong in the same mind, but I’m passionate about both. One day I might be drawing on a canvas or writing a story and the very next day I will be heading off to attend a summit on the role of youth at the United Nations. I have multiple people trapped in the same body. Each side does try to express itself, in minimal ways if not fully. I’m currently going through a rough patch in life. I guess, I’m adjusting to the world through multiple perceptions. I absolutely love talking to myself because an expert opinion is always required. Most of the time, I just play scenarios in my mind that would never happen. I’m very contradictory in my thought process and actions but it is okay, people get to be what they want to be as long as no other soul is hurt. Peace out!

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