Pooja Holkar

“Time heals the broken. Sometimes, the healing is slow. Sometimes, it is slower. You cannot predict how long it will take before one forgets what it all felt like—heartbreak, the pain, the anguish, and that emptiness. Years could roll by, and you’d have done ten million different things to keep yourself from thinking, and yet, the mind would remember that moment when your life fell apart and crushed you whole.”
― Jane Borges, Bombay Balchao

“sometimes i wonder
what’s the point of all this
why do i continue to love people
when so often
we end up apart ?
i’m beginning to realize
that i am a collector of impressions
imprinting myself
with the most beautiful treasures
i have found
in the ones i have once loved
i am becoming
a mosaic of moments
a picture of joy and pain
i think that it is quite magnificent
i think that i am quite magnificent”
― Whitney Hanson, Home

“When you’re looking for love and it seems like you might not ever find it, remember you probably have access to an abundance of it already, just not the romantic kind. This kind of love might not kiss you in the rain or propose marriage. But it will listen to you, inspire and restore you. It will hold you when you cry, celebrate when you’re happy, and sing All Saints with you when you’re drunk. You have so much to gain and learn from this kind of love. You can carry it with you forever. Keep it as close to you as you can.”
― Dolly Alderton, Everything I Know About Love

“Shame surrounded her like a shroud. She could hardly see through it. The cloth caught up her breath, prickled on her skin. It was as if her life was over. How long had that feeling lasted? Two weeks, or more? Then it went away, and a certain short chapter of her youth had concluded, and she had survived it, it was done.”
― Sally Rooney, Normal People