love hides itself in tiny nooks and crannies. in a song you once listened to together. on a park bench where you once ate side by side. love can, and should, feel heavy. but not weigh you down, like a warm ball of comfort in your belly. to love is to release a secret you carry. its to hold out your hand and accept someone else's love and any pain that follows. to say “i love you” is not simply a declaration of your emotions, its a decision to yourself that you are prepared to take on the hardships that may arise in a relationship, a promise that the joys of loving someone outweigh any challenges that may, and will arise. all the hopes and faith entwined to the three magic words, all its weightage. words are futile, the words “i love you” being anything but that.
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just thinking about how people don’t use their favourite perfume daily because they’re saving it for a special occasion, or they don’t want to burn their favourite candle because they’re saving it for a special evening, and how we do the same thing with life, and don’t take risks, and then all of a sudden in 5 years your left with a full bottle of stale perfume, and your favourite candle is collecting dust, and your life passed you by before you even knew it because you were waiting for something special, or living in fear when every day is important. You can get another candle but you can’t get another day.
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this feels like home, like my actual home.
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Peak intimacy : Uncontrollable laughter together
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Me and Who ?????
हम बैठे है इंतजार में आस लगाए उनके आने की
वो एक पल में आए , हमारा दिल चुराए
और हम उनका चेहरा ताकते रह जाए....~K.Y 💗
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brown men going to sleep in their pink floral sheets after absolutely destroying a girls mental health🤭🤭
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Me studying
Randomly opens the last page of notebook
Starts scribbling random lyrics 😔
Why am I like this ????
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