Friendship
I Broke Up With Someone Just to See If They Cared
I never imagined myself playing mind games in a relationship, but I did something I now deeply regret—I broke up with someone just to see if they cared. It wasn’t an act of strength or clarity. It was rooted in fear, doubt, and a quiet desperation to feel chosen. At the time, I convinced myself it was a way to test their love, to see if I really mattered. What I learned, though, had less to do with them and everything to do with me.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Confessions
The Letter He’ll Never Read
Dear Aamir, You’ll never read this. I won’t send it. I don’t even know where you live anymore. Maybe halfway across the world, maybe just a few blocks away. But that doesn’t matter, does it? Distance stopped being about miles a long time ago. It became something heavier — a space between us filled with silence and unanswered questions.
By Abuzar khan7 months ago in Confessions
I Loved Him Quietly. He Broke Me Loudly.
I Loved Him Quietly. He Broke Me Loudly. There was no grand confession, no dramatic chase in the rain, no roses, no fireworks. Just a quiet kind of love—the type you feel in the stillness of the night, in shared glances, in the unspoken. I loved him in moments that didn’t need to be loud. I loved him in coffee cups left warm for him on sleepy mornings, in text messages sent without expecting a reply, in the way I never needed him to be perfect—just present.
By Azmat Roman ✨7 months ago in Confessions
How to Build New Friendships as an Introvert
If the idea of walking into a crowded party to “meet new people” makes you want to run for the hills, you’re not alone. For introverts, the process of building new friendships can feel daunting, exhausting, or even impossible at times.
By Edina Jackson-Yussif 7 months ago in Confessions
Letters in the Rain: A Love That Refused to Fade
Chapter 1: The Letters Begin Every morning for a year, Mia found a letter tucked under her door. They weren’t grand declarations — just small notes about the sunrise, the smell of rain, or how the coffee tasted that day. Each letter ended the same way: I hope you smile today.
By Waqar Khan7 months ago in Confessions
I Loved Them, But I Chose Me
There’s a particular ache that comes with leaving someone you still love. It’s not the explosive kind of ending where betrayal draws clear battle lines. It’s the quiet kind. The kind where love still lingers—but your soul knows you can’t stay.
By Irfan Ali7 months ago in Confessions
I Faked a Relationship Online—And It Got Way Too Real
By Zubair Ahmad It started as a joke. That’s what I kept telling myself. Bored during quarantine, I was spending too much time on Instagram—especially on my second account, the anonymous one I made just to scroll through content I didn’t want tied to my “real” identity. No friends, no family, just strangers and aesthetic pages. Mood boards. Travel reels. Photographers. Poets.
By Zubair Ahmad7 months ago in Confessions
The Blue Door
It was a time when the world seemed much bigger, and yet everything I truly needed was contained within a single neighborhood block. I was ten years old, and my universe revolved around a cracked sidewalk, the buzz of cicadas, and the whispers of wind through sycamore trees.
By nawab sagar7 months ago in Confessions
Long Distance Love Letter for Him: From My Heart to Yours
If you’re reading this, I hope it’s late at night when the world is quiet and you can hear my heart in every word. Or maybe it’s early morning and you’re sipping your coffee, thinking of me. Either way, I just want to be there with you, even if only through this letter.
By Express Lane7 months ago in Confessions
When Forever Ends Early
We don’t often realize when we’re living in the last moments of something beautiful. You never think your best friend could become a stranger. After all, “best friends forever” is a promise—one made in laughter, in shared secrets, and in the quiet, ordinary moments that feel like home. But sometimes, life breaks promises in ways you never saw coming. That’s how I lost my best friend.
By Anwar Jamil7 months ago in Confessions
