Sometimes it's your fragrance that comes to me, out of the blue, on a crowded road in a Sunday afternoon.But more often, it's memories of us that cross my mind almost every lone evening.All I want is to lessen the pain I feel every night.But every morning I wake up is another day, hopeless and miserable, with nothing but a deafening silence, a wave of tears, memories and your absence.
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About Sanhita Baruah
Sanhita Baruah.
Themes
- Alone — Solitude, independence, and the experience of being alone
- Death — Contemplations on mortality, loss, and the legacy we leave
- Friendship — Celebrating the bonds of loyalty, trust, and companionship
- Life — Reflections on the meaning, challenges, and beauty of life
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