"I don’t know when that day will come… The day I select all your photos and click delete. And then, there’ll be no pictures left — no more ways to see you again. Maybe the craving to see you will fade, slowly, day by day… Until I forget everything — your touch, your smile, your voice, your feel… finally, you. But tell me—do you think forgetting is that easy? If you drop a color spot on white paper, it stays — until the paper fades away. You were that bright color in my plain, white life. You’ll always have your secret space in my heart. The memories we made, the laughs we shared, the way we existed — together. Even now, if I close my eyes, I can smell you, I can feel you — right beside me. 🫂 I love you. And I’ll always want my love to sparkle for you — no one else. Because my lines for you… they’ll never end. 💫"

— Mahajan