You were my first love, love in its innocent form You remind me of cotton candy swirl, of dragonflies, of airplanes made of paper. You were my first love, love that didn’t require anything I loved you, and it did not matter if you loved me the same.
I wish that you have the courage to speak your truth; Instead of writing sad lines of poesy I wish you could just be anything but happy; And smile without sad eyes in contradiction I wish that you could tell how and what you feel— Share your hurts constantly maiming your life; Instead of pen […]
Sometimes, the saddest stories are not the ones you read in a morning newspaper – telling someone’s dearest passed away. It’s not the different stories of brokenhearted girls – weeping about their failing relationship of two, four, eight years. It’s not the stories from array of books in a dusty corner written by sad authors.
I want you to know that you’re my definition of happiness. I want you to know that I love you since the day we met. I want you to know that being together is my favorite moment I want you to know that it’s you that I want to be with until my last breath. […]
There is a kind of love that nurtures and helps you grow. A kind of love that adds flicker of colors in your life, and kneads you to become the best version of your self. But then, there is also a kind of love, the unrequited one. It devours you, slowly gnawing you inside. It is […]