The Intimacy Of Sharing Feelings And Thoughts That Were Buried Deep Inside With Someone Who Understands

Either you end up hurting someone or they hurt you. So, what's the point?

No lover brings annotated books, handwritten letters or happiness, now they only bring problems, jealousy and traumas.

“If I could, I would apologize to the sky and my room ceiling for all of the nights I’ve awkwardly stared at them remembering things I should have forgotten.”

— Maxwell Diawuoh

maybe one day you'll relate to the poems about being in love and being loved back. and not the ones about longing for it like it's something distant & unattainable for you.

Chori chori hum se tum aa kar mile the jis jagah

muddaten guzrin par ab tak wo Thikana yaad hai

—Hasrat Mohani

Hawas ki vaadiyon se door Haya ki chadar me

Hum bhi kisi se milenge, usool-e-shari'at ke mutabik💌

"Hey" with the intention of going bookstore date like this

I am, as the poets say, a disaster.

“I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.”

- Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

I love your url!

Thank you 🌻