There were nights when I used to cry,
There were nights when I stopped myself from crying.

Sometimes I wanted to be alone,
Sometimes I felt lonely.

Those silent nights with silent cries,
Those beautiful mornings with saddest hope,
Just passed by .

Today I was again thinking of those days when,

There were nights when I used to cry,
There were nights when I stopped myself from crying.

-Sreya
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We connect our past with our present. Isn't it?
Whether the incidents were good or bad, we don't want to change. We beleive that we became strong because of these moments. So we cherish those stories which had once made us cry.🌻