I am sorry for not answering your calls last night. They’re all mean and so I’m having a heartache. They bite, lie and complain. I wish I could call you back tonight, but the truth is; I need some time away from you and all of them. Don’t send roses after 1pm.
You have to learn to not mind. I still like you and you do make me fine but it’s my heart that needs all my time.
The flock of birds was sent my way to make me smile. Now it is fading away. I get scared easily and lonely too. I end up thinking a 2-hour break or a long bath will help me but it never does. It takes a lot more than that. My days are not mine but that has to change. I have to fight against the silence and prioritize myself before anyone or anything else. I like to make your soul happy but it does hurt when mine weeps.
I have to start believing in myself again. The flock of birds will return with the sunrise to fly above me, to make me smile. It’s time for my ladders to stay until I climb. I’ll call you when I’m done writing on my blank lines, stronger and happier than before.
Please call back later.
– Rimsha Qazi
Remember!
آپ
پہلے
ہمیشہ
You, first, ALWAYS!
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