"In my dreams I am kissing your mouth and you're whispering 'where have you been?' I say, ' I've been lost but I'm here now. You're the only person who has ever been able to find me.'"

- Sue Zhao

by laurenmaerie, hold me

One deep talk and apology can fix a lot of things but people ain't mature enough for that.

I win wherever I go...

Only experience can speak of this matter when Muneer Niazi wrote these lines:

Aawaz de ke dekh lou shayad wo mil hi jaye, warna ye umr bhar ka safar raegan tou hai

be so rooted in yourself that no one's absence or presence can disturb your peace.

Pluto spun around the sun, until its light was too blinding, even for its love struck eyes to take. So it withdrew its orbit, pulling back as if leaving makes the river run softer, like leaving wouldn't marr the existence of anything else in its stead. Bask in the afterglow with me and tell me love, do the golden rays seem harsher from my window?

Icarus…

I often believe myself to put even icarus to shame. I’ve always wanted to touch the sun, despite never being good enough to bask in its light. Were you ever aware, You were my sun? And I was your icarus? So even then, why did the sun fall? And not the angel? I will write letters to you in hopes you will rise once more, And I will the leave the comma out, when I call you my dearest.

— Oresteia

To those who seemed to have fallen harder in love than a fallen angel themselves with the sun.

How is it that any time you say anything I fall more in love with you? Everything and everyone around you is more beautiful because of you. You speak sweetly or you laugh delightfully and my heart flutters inside me. I simply think of you and it's impossible to speak. But rather it's like my tongue has stopped working. I'm silent, but don't mistake that for hatred or indifference: silence is the truest herald of joy and only if I loved you less could I even begin to speak of it more. When I'm apart from you (which is nearly always) I feel sick, but when I'm with you I appear to have died. And yet it couldn't be more the opposite.

"...and so it seems I must always write you letters that I can never send."

- Sylvia Plath (@silentroad )

by laurenmaerie, I should be leaving now

There are so many reasons to be happy and grateful for... Let your brain bloom around those thoughts...!!💫💫

While watering a plant's flowers never forget to water its root because at the time of storms flowers will fell off but the roots will always protect the plant.

Same way in life always try to build deeper relations with true people rather than impressing superficial ones!

-Yash

Yes, your heart stopped at 5:05 am. You still have so much time left across the world. Frida kahlo painted flowers so that they would not die, my darling muse, how can I ever accept that you're gone?

Hanahaki…!

You grew flowers in my lungs, and although their beauty was capatavaiting, I could not breathe.

The leaves and petals that grew from the delicate chrysanthemums and dancing peonies, dropped from their humble abodes to the bottom of my heart.

The vines that entailed even seemed to wrap around all my lonely, lovely organs, you grew flowers in my lungs with your love,

and even now that you are gone. Your love will continue to gut me out from the inside.

Could anything else save me from this cruel fate? Anything besides this painfully slow death?

And as I fall unto deaths arms I will imagine as If it were the flower bed of your garden and then, I will thank you, still. For this everlasting beauty that shall not erase.

— oresteia