It’s not anger that keeps me awake—it’s the lopsidedness of it all. How one heart can hold so much and the other not even know it’s holding anything at all.
But here I am—still standing in the rain you don’t even know is falling. Not because I expect you to feel it. But because walking away would mean admitting you never felt a thing. Ek Tu Hai Tujhe Parwah Hi Nahi Ek Main Hu Pareshan Tere
Ek tu hai, tujhe parwah hi nahi, Ek main hoon, pareshan tere liye. It’s not anger that keeps me awake—it’s the