Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd — Faraaz Kazi
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Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd clicked 'Send'.

— Faraaz Kazi
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