November Nights
November Nights These sad November nights wrap around me like memories, whispering your name in the silence between raindrops. The air is colder now, yet I still feel the warmth of your love lingering on my skin like forgotten sunlight. I crave your presence, the way your voice softened my storms, the way your eyes made the world feel gentle again. But you’re far — and all I have are stars and echoes, reminding me that once, your love made me glow. KULSOOM AFZAL