About you..

It was never about the moment. It was always about the ones after that. The feeling when we’d end our day and go our separate ways. The way i missed you with every step, when barely you even turned around. The way your touch still lingered on me., the way i smelled of your cologne….

Heartbeat

If  i could be anything other than me, I’d be your heartbeat..   By Anjum Choudhary Read more texts by this author