He called it a ‘sweet teenage memory’ yet for me its what rejuvenates my soul with showers of flowers and honey blossoms. It was the beginning of a journey, that shall never find its end within me. I will always be that young girl whom starting to see the world through your eyes.
God bless you, and your unrefined way of breaking apart my precious memories.
Little things that makes him perfect:
He’d hold her hand as they walk to the local cafe. He’d order her favourite cake and a mug of coffee and they’d spend their day talking about everything.
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Nina Leen, 1944
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انت شحيح العبارات. قليل المشاعر. تباً لمشاعري الجياشة.
Its like you’re rubbing salt on my wounds.
Haven
Nothing in the entire world equals to the feeling of “completeness” that I have when I am with you. Its like I’m floating on the surface of water, and the warmth of sun is what resembles your love. In our own little haven, a galaxy of embedded stars that I have named after you.
The hole in my soul is gone, when I am around you. My pain ceases to matter, I am consumed in beauty of our moments.
That feeling I get, deep down my gut, that no matter what happens I am forever intertwined with you. My destiny has weaved itself with yours, its my safety shield during this distance.
Nothing in the entire world equals to the feeling of security I feel, when I imagine me and you in our own little haven.
At the end of the day, all you’ve got is yourself to blame. For every person whom belittled you, its your fault you allowed them. Every person whom used your emotions against you, you’re the one to blame for letting them in.
Shame on you, shame on you..
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A 22 year old, and defiantly born in the wrong era or place. I've got my head in the skies, yet my feet buried so deep in the earth.
