riverathefirst

[riverathefirst]

For a brief moment, I saw the boy. Not the man in front of me, but the boy whose lip quivered to think about his late mother’s love. The man in front of me hides this boy in a deep crevice in his chest. I didn’t even get to say hi. Just a glimpse of this boy left an imprint in my heart and I wanted to hold his hand and take him on a walk around the park we sat in. But the man locked him away, and all he wanted from me was flesh. This is not something I could endure, reader. “Then don’t”, he said. We meet like acquaintances now.

[riverathefirst]

if ever I am privileged enough to have a room full of people care about what I say, I’d tell them about my parents.

“My mother, who gave birth to me with only her best friend outside the labor room.

My mother, who raised me to be a daughter of fire; ablaze even when it rains.

My mother, who loved me enough to live for me.”

“My father—his name is Sun—and how he lived up to it by coming into our lives.

My father, who loves me like his child, even though he didn’t know me when I was 5.

My father, whose wings I borrow to help me fly.”

“Ladies and Gentleman, everything I am, I owe to their enduring love.”

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[riverathefirst]

love is the sick puppy i fostered for a day and not a minute more because she didn’t survive the disease. love is knowing that her last day on earth was full of warmth, cuddles, milk, and a comfy bed. love is believing that fate wanted her to appear on the road to which i walk home everyday. love is believing that the universe puts opportunities in front of you to be kind. love is believing there’s always someone who appreciates your kindness. love is recognising love. love is love.

[riverathefirst]

na wahaan kuchh mila na yahaan.

par akhir pata toh chala pyaar karna kya hota hai

[riverathefirst]

when my mother says she wants to run away

my father looks at me with a dejected face

says he’s too tired now,

i imagine an empty house.

when they make good on their promise

i sleep still, very still

weeping in my bed as they leave.

what made them forget their child?

the reason for this empty house,

me.

[riverathefirst]

from “how did you first meet” to “who will leave first?”, i find myself a knot about to unravel with the force of my parents’ pull

[riverathefirst]

my brother in fanfiction, you chose to open the bag why are you surprised the dove is dead? 

[riverathefirst]

JULY 24,2022

hindi text translation: “one day we will get divorced because of you”

[riverathefirst]

from “how did you first meet” to “who will leave first?”, i find myself a knot about to unravel with the force of my parents’ pull

[riverathefirst]

when my mother says she wants to run away

my father looks at me with a dejected face

says he’s too tired now,

i imagine an empty house.

when they make good on their promise

i sleep still, very still

weeping in my bed as they leave.

what made them forget their child?

the reason for this empty house,

me.

[riverathefirst]

The year is 2184, average earth temperature has doubled, only a few million people remain on earth. A green-movement managed to travel back to 2022. What are they doing?

assassinating jeff bezos

[riverathefirst]

what if love experienced is nothing like love imagined?

[riverathefirst]

sometimes i feel so hopeless; like there’s not enough regret in the world to make me change my ways.

[riverathefirst]

returning somewhere you made all of your happiest memories and seeing it changed and run over with people feels like someone broke a lock, kicked down the door and made themselves an unwelcome guest in your heart.

[riverathefirst]

“what’s it like seeing your home trampled by people who hurt you.”

i felt like a nation invaded.

[riverathefirst]

“why do you write down everything that happens in your life ever?” cause i’m gonna make an oscar-winning movie about it sit the fuck down.