I’m Suffering From Kadhal |work|: As

The memories play like old songs on repeat, and I let them. Because even this ache is proof that it was real.

As I’m suffering from kadhal — smiling outside, bleeding inside. Still not ready for a cure. 💔 as i’m suffering from kadhal

They say love heals — but no one warned me it breaks you first. 💔🌧️ The memories play like old songs on repeat, and I let them

As I’m suffering from kadhal, every breeze feels like a sigh, every song cuts a little deeper, and every silence screams your name. every breeze feels like a sigh

If this is suffering, why do I still search for you in crowded rooms and quiet nights?