11 : 15 pm.

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It's been a long tiring day. Woke up around 1pm. And got along with the day as the hours passed.
Since I have got married, I have came to realization that there's no such thing as warm men. The caring men. The loving men. The I -can-do-anything-to-protect-you men. The i-will-do-everything-to-give-you-a-better-future men.
All I have gotten is how to solve my own problems. When I was being happier thinking finally I can open up to someone be my oneself, be naked in my heart, mind and soul, I was struck to keep my thoughts and opinions to myself. Cause living in a society where men are baby sat, spoon fed, it's a sin to think anything what we read in books. See in kdramas.
There's no such things as men who cherish their women. Adore them. Keep them safe.
And I'm just heartbroken over the standards I had about men. Not writing about the fantasy ones. But the one I saw in real. My father.
There's no such man.
There's no such man.

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