خدا نے بنایا کیا خوب ماشااللہ تمھیں

I want to give love a chance again.

"Hope is often just a consoling thought, our naive disclaimer, retracting the possibility of a certain reality that we don't have the power to change."

— Apsara Menaka

Menaka's Choice, Kavita Kané

I wait for you at night, in the winter and when I am dead.

“Part of me wanted to have a conversation with you, but not before you told me that you were sorry, not before you begged for my forgiveness. But your apology never came, and I’m still waiting.”

— Paula Hawkins, Into the Water

Sputnik Sweetheart made her think of Laika, the dog. The man-made satellite streaking soundlessly across the blackness of outer space. The dark, lustrous eyes of the dog gazing out the tiny window. In the infinite loneliness of space, what could the dog possibly be looking at?

— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

So, why aren't you guys together?

Because he is different in front of others

"When I think of you, it's hard not to think of your gorgeous smile.. so hard, but I think of how kind and soft you are even when you are so strong. I think of how your voice is as gentle as a soft little breeze and it softly touches my soul like a hurricane of bliss kissing me in ways that I could never dream.. the lips of a goddess are quite simply a soft kindness that grace you with her tender happiness when you do right by her, they sweetly kiss your body in ways that heal the very skin that they touch.. gentle erotic sensations swirl on your sexy flesh, but I regress.. it's hard not to.. when I think of you, I think of beautiful mountain views and bodies in space beyond the realm of beauty into the spectacular, breathless, vivid, timeless, perfection. Sweet, sweet perfection that lights up your face when you look at me.. when you touch my soul like I matter more than anything in the world, you make me feel. FEEL. You make me feel so many things, but what I love most is that you make me feel as if I am living in a tiny heartbeat, a soft breath.. you make me feel alive, so alive. Every time that I think of you, my heart beats in tandem with the universe, planets, stars, constellations.. they all align into perfection, cause you are a goddess.. you are perfection.. and you are the love of my life."

How could I not worship the places where your hands touch, those beautiful hands are connected to your amazing heart - eUë

You have stopped missing me at 2 AM also.

“Words. Words. I play with words, hoping that some combination, even a chance combination, will say what I want.”

— Doris Lessing, The Golden Notebook

THE SONG OF ACHILLES || Madeline Miller