I miss...

I miss nature. I miss grass, trees and sunshine. I miss the mountains. I miss Murree. I miss the smell of kerosine and running away from monkeys. I miss drinking mountain dew like water and sitting on the swing for hours. I miss huddling around the old school heaters in the winter and lying in the sun picking daisies in spring. I miss playing football on the field and blasting music in the lounge. I miss the art room and sitting on the stage in the gym just watching people. I miss the talks over coffee, the green benches, the E-lab, the Murree chill. I miss having roommates and the court at night. I miss the guys and I miss the girls.

I miss having nothing to do but talk to people. Our relationships were so deep, so intimate. We didn't have anything but each other. We didn't need to be intoxicated to have fun.We didn't need to go anywhere or do anything. I miss that simplicity and purity. Mostly, I just miss my friends. 

We'll always have Murree

Love em and leave em

Trust is a complicated thing. It's so fragile. So many holes and glitches. It's crazy that something so fundamental to a relationship is so unstable. Maybe thats just in my experience. It's a risk. A leap of faith. You always want to believe the best in people. But no matter how close you are to someone, no matter how much they love you or how much they care theres always that chance that they'll slip up.We all do. People lie to the ones they love all the time. We might not like to admit that but we all do it at some point. Doesn't seem right. When love is real, trust should be unbreakable. It should be transparent. I just wish there was some way of knowing. All we have is their word.