How horrifying that morning when you wake up and your first thought is not of the person who has left. That’s when you know, I will never die of a broken heart.

So many things you promise yourself you won't get used to, and then you do.

This world is out of date

If I wasn't me, you wouldn't be you.

Bijli fails in the dead of night / Won’t help to call “I need a light” / You’re in Karachi now / Oh, oh you’re in Karachi now. / Night is falling and you just cant see / Is this illusion or KESC / You’re in Karachi now

You have this ability to find beauty in weird places.

For a second I was almost jealous of the clouds. Why was he looking to them for an escape when I was right here beside him?