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  1. JustLikeADream

    Peace.

    I think one of the boldest things someone can do is to distance themselves from people who destroy their peace. A few days ago, a woman friend of mine was talking about this, and I remember feeling genuinely inspired. I have admired this particular woman for a long time, and hearing her speak...
  2. JustLikeADream

    Again.

    Why am I losing it again? I’m sick of this. I can’t handle this fucking shit anymore. Breaking down again and again when you genuinely think you’re okay, that you’re positive, that you’re good, and still finding yourself in tears, with a shivering body and a heavy heart, is perhaps the scariest...
  3. JustLikeADream

    White.

    Swasame : The pallette of white. Life started sounding like Kadhal Sadugudu the moment I began living with him. It was romantic, crazy, and recklessly happy. Yet, the irony was that the one thing we never claimed to have was kadhal. Love was never the rope that bound us. It was something far...
  4. JustLikeADream

    Blinded.

    Everything Is You Everything that reminds me of you reminds me of you. Those small, little eyes that grow smaller when you smile; that smile you wear whenever you speak to me; the crooked look you give me when you catch me getting lost in you. Even your thick hair, a meadow I once imagined...
  5. JustLikeADream

    Unburdened

    The Selfishness Of Letting Go. Sometimes, letting go is considered wrong, because it does not fit into someone else’s idea of what we should endure. The moment we choose ourselves, our peace, our sanity over the expectations of others, we are often given names: selfish, narcissistic, heartless...
  6. JustLikeADream

    The conversation.

    Me: For as long as I can remember, I carried an unreasonable longing, to love someone, to be loved, to know what intimacy feels like when it isn't borrowed from stories. I wasn't searching for a person, I was searching for the feeling itself. Him: You're such a hopeless romantic. Me: Perhaps...
  7. JustLikeADream

    The Words My Heart Could Not Bury.

    For weeks, perhaps a month, I have been exhausting myself trying to hate someone. Trying to forget someone. Trying to convince my heart that turning love into resentment would be easier than carrying its absence. But every attempt leaves me weaker. Hatred is a strange poison. We drink it...
  8. JustLikeADream

    Let The Remain Beautiful.

    There comes a point where love, if left unchecked, begins to resemble obsession. And when obsession takes root, it carries with it an immense fear, the fear of losing the very person who has become the center of our inner world. Perhaps that is the tragedy of obsession. It is often a one-way...
  9. JustLikeADream

    Stay ❤️

    Perhaps the tragedy of being human is that we are forever reaching for distant stars while forgetting the moonlight resting quietly upon our hands. We spend lifetimes thirsting for rivers that belong to other horizons, while the water meant for us waits patiently beside our feet. Desire is a...
  10. JustLikeADream

    Dear red ❤️

    We collided by pure chance in 2024, and I never imagined the impact would ripple out this long. In the years of shared silence, you became my quiet teacher. You showed me that red isn't just one feeling it is the heat of passion, the ache of a sigh, and the steady pulse of staying when everyone...
  11. JustLikeADream

    Before I fall.

    For that, " Njan kanavil kandoru snehithan " ___________________________________________ Before I fall The cafe was a sea of dissolving identities. Voices rose in a chaotic way, tangling in that humid air, while laughter spilled across marble tops like wine. In those dim corners, emotions...
  12. JustLikeADream

    Almost.

    There is a strange feeling that arrives when someone walks into your life without warning. A connection that feels both unfamiliar and old at once, like a memory you never consciously lived. It begins as a quiet pull, a soft leaning toward them, and before you realise it, you are already on the...
  13. JustLikeADream

    Weight.

    These insecurities have lived within me for a long time. They still do. Somewhere along the way, I learned to look for validation instead of learning how to accept myself. I try to notice the faint flicker of excitement in others’ eyes when they look at me, but I fail to feel it within myself...
  14. JustLikeADream

    Love.

    How many times must I write you, before the ink refuses me? Each word I reach for trembles, because your voice arrives first. ("Actions speak louder than words" Speak. Speak. Speak.) It echoes in the narrow rooms of thought, where silence once belonged to me, and I, like a traveller, borrow...
  15. JustLikeADream

    Love shouldn't have happened ~

    It was okay to meet you as long as I talked to you, I just shouldn't have fallen in love with you. I liked to talk with you throughout the day; It didn't take much time for it to become a habit for me. Earlier, it was okay; I only cared about you. Talking to you even for a little bit of time was...
  16. JustLikeADream

    Eruption.

    Under this ceiling, we meet again but the air between us has soured. Fear is not a shadow that follows me; it is a pulse living inside my veins. Every time our lips meet, I am searching. I look for the traces of another’s name, the lingering heat of a different touch. I fear that your skin has...
  17. JustLikeADream

    Venom?

    The evening chai smells like a familiar poison, a slow venom I have swallowed for months, pretending it warms me while it hollows me out. Each sip feels like a quiet suicide performed not out of courage but out of the weary exhibition of the turmoil I no longer know how to hide. The same...
  18. JustLikeADream

    Whisperine.

    I loved you, and perhaps it’s true, That ruin quietly entered through. Not through the love itself, but how I held it close and spoke no vow. I could not shout it to the sky, Nor let the world see how I’d cry. It stayed within, a buried flame, A wordless ache without a name. No one could see...
  19. JustLikeADream

    Sanctum.

    Part 06 - Sanctum :- The one I kept untouched. (Disclaimer: This part holds pieces that are deeply personal, layered with truth and tenderness. It isn’t meant to judge or justify, only to remember and reflect. These are my words, my emotions, and my way of processing what once was. Please...
  20. JustLikeADream

    Murmurs.

    Part 05 - Murmurs :- The ones who spoke in silences I still hear. (Disclaimer: This part, too, is not the end. Some memories live in the quiet corners, waiting patiently to be seen. These aren’t stories I forgot, just the ones I chose to save for a softer moment. If you’ve come this far...
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