Shruti Goyal

Some days, I’ll let you examine the ruins of the wreckage left behind by the people who used to be, and some days I’ll let you gaze at the masterpiece that I am.

I was tired of living in a world that was more interested in right swipes and vodka shots than sunsets and the sound of the sea.

And I know that deciphering you, peeling off your countless layers and tearing down every last one of the masks you wear, will take me an eternity