Whisper To Her, When The Sun Sinks Below The Horizon, That My Thoughts Turn To Her. Tell Her That The

If someone starts crying over something that seems small, don’t be mean about it. Most of the time there’s a bigger picture, so just because they’re upset over the Wi-fi not connecting or a bottle being hard to open doesn’t mean that’s what they’re actually upset about.

I just hope that no matter how many times this world tries to harden me and turn me into a cold person, I hope I remain soft. May I still be full of love. May I still be soft and sees hope in everything. And to never become something that once broke me.

it's attractive the way you sparkle when you talk about the things you love.

Having a good heart is attractive. being attentive when someone is baring their soul to you is attractive. watching someone fall in love with a part of themselves that caused an insecurity is attractive.

People wear masks so well that their smiles can hide storms, their laughter can silence screams, and their words can be nothing but illusions. Sometimes, the ones closest to us carry the deepest betrayals, and the ones we trust the most are the ones who hurt us in ways we never saw coming.

But perhaps that’s why silence is a blessing. To know too much is to suffer too much. Maybe that’s why only God has the strength to bear it all—to see everything, to know every hidden sorrow, every untold lie, every silent cry, and yet, remain quiet.

Truly knowing someone is a heavy burden, a torment not everyone can bear. If you start reading faces, friendships will shatter. If you learn to recognize the truth in people’s eyes, some will disgust you. And if you try to uncover the secrets buried deep in their hearts, you will find wounds darker than you ever imagined.

hum ne mana ki taghaful na karoge lekin

khak ho jaenge hum tum ko khabar hone tak

So many thoughts to deal with, so many songs to listen to. so many books to read. so many things to watch. so much stuff to write. i think i will sit here and decompose

falling in love in a (i will read your favourite books and poems and watch the movies which you never stop talking about and listen to the songs close to your heart and will write you a love letter with references from all of it) way

enemies to lovers is so appealing in literature but if i ever met someone so outright rude in real life i wouldn't resist the urge to deck them on the spot

Someone said that the reason we like the enemies to lovers trope is that we love the idea of someone seeing the worse parts of us and falling in love with us regardless of them<33

Wo kehte haina ke cheezein apne waqt mai qaid hai, jab sahi waqt ata hai toh sab hojata hai.