“No, I don't miss you... Not in a way that one is missed. But I think of you. Sometimes. In the way that one might think of the summer sunshine On a winter night...” — Sreesha Divakaran Copy Share Image
“No, I don't miss you... Not in a way that one is missed. But I think of you. Sometimes. In the way that one… — Sreesha Divakaran Copy Share Image
“He craved silences and solitude. He simply could not get lost in another person’s life.” — Sreesha Divakaran Copy Share Image
