Yes, he was a Playboy…!
Stole my heart. Stopped my heartbeat.❤
Loved me when he loved. Left me when he left.💔
I regret it all…. And at the same time I want it all back. This is a stinging emotion…. Making us feel nostalgically heartbroken, and like the loneliest and most unloved person in this world.
Where’s the love now- we find us asking ourselves…. Hadn’t we felt it? Hadn’t we thought “that love” to be true love? What?? Why?? How?? And then we find ourselves with wet eyes the next moment…. Clearly because we’re tired, we aren’t wanted anymore…. We are surrounded by suicidal thoughts…. We become cowards…. We become our own enemies….
What would happen to you, if you realize…. that you were just a doll, or a battery-run racecar for someone (though you are human, you have a LIFE)…. And how would you feel if you were thrown out, just because the person who loved you so much got a better car or a more cuter Barbie doll, because you got older and your lover didn’t want you anymore???
Don’t worry…. Dear, you need to live…. For you need to renew yourself…. Become NEW again- be YOU again!
You have your beauty, you have your soul, and you have you!
Stay Alive, Precious…. Let them play with your heart, let them play while they can…. For everyone becomes an “old toy” sometime, and believe me- you aren’t the only one who has ever been played and thrown away into the bin. I believe in Karma….
-blog by BHABANA RABHA👧