loveletters by nia ♡

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[ashstfu]

eat delicious things in every sense. savor novels that unravel slowly, like decadent meals for the mind. let sunlight kiss ur skin, bask in its warmth like an endless summer. hold close the people who make you feel alive, kiss them tenderly, love them fiercely. laugh at bad jokes, the kind that make you roll ur eyes but secretly smile. plant basil on your windowsill, water it with care, breathe in its fragrance as you stir it into your meals. be unafraid to indulge in beauty, to notice it everywhere and to consume it greedily. there is no virtue in starving yourself of joy, no wisdom in rationing delight.

[lovelettersbynia]

Will you still be the same person if I told you that I love you with all my soul, that I want to see your eyes first thing in the morning, that I want to be there for you when you cry, when you smile, I want to be there with you when days are cold, dark and full of agony, will you still be my bestfriend after I confess my love of eternity for you or will you leave me to rot like everyone else did?

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

—Andrea Gibson, "Good Light," Lord of the Butterflies

[lovelettersbynia]

i knew what love felt when yesterday you slept, hugging me, your head on my lap, your whole body cuddling mine, you woke up from your peaceful slumber, only to look at me, with your sleepy eyes, and your gorgeous smile. that precious smile which made me feel a kind of electricity that i had never felt in my life before. i finally realised what peace was. i finally realised what love was.

[lovelettersbynia]

why does it feel that the most important factor leading to growth will forever be grief. be it even the smallest of incidents, but grief is something that stays forever, even at times when you can’t recall the moments. be it a tiny candy that you couldn’t afford, or even an argument with your parents that made you feel like you’re never enough. even when you are your happiest self, there would still be a tiny glimmer of grief reflecting beyond the mirror of life’s fate.

[golden-letters]

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

[two-bees-poetry]

so soft it hurts

[poetryforall]

[lovelettersbynia]

if only people knew that eyes talk.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

No, we're not soulmates. This is not divine intervention. And this is most certainly not chance. I willed this. I knit the threads of fate myself until they spelled your name.

I love you intentionally. I love you with every bit of conscience I was born with.

— marsadist (via twitter)

[papenathys]

people who think ali hazelwood and emily henry invented straight romance should sit for a compulsory viewing of late 2000s-early 2010s bollywood romcom movie situationships, which were all about putting together two random hot young people into the Most out of pocket wish-fulfilment fanfiction tropes of all time. and they still had light years more flavour and chemistry than any booktok fave romance btw.

We used to be a proper country.

[lovelettersbynia]

i honestly think that the people who try to break other people's hearts are actually the ones who need love the most. maybe they hurt their significant other because they can't accept that someone can give them the love and the care that they always craved for. really, sometimes i readily forgive people for hurting me, but this time, it's numb, everything is numb lately. giving so much of yourself and all you get left with is ignorance and pain. i didn't like opening up to people anymore, i change topics whenever someone asks me about you. they ask me, why did it happen? what do i tell them? that i myself don't know what went wrong? you left me like i was nothing to you.

[perfectfeelings]

“He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

— Emily Brontë

[wedarkacademia]

- Evelyn Waugh, from Brideshead Revisited (1945)

[soracities]

Abdulla Pashew, from "Union" (trans. Hemn Bakr & Alana Marie Levinson-LaBrosse), pub. Words Without Borders [ID'd]

[lovelettersbynia]

I got you sunflowers today because you're my sun, I realised that not just any world, you light up my world, make it easier to love, you make a world that's peaceful and kind to me and the people around me.

[lovelettersbynia]

The wounds which I thought had healed ripped open only to bleed more, the sobs got angrier, the mind got messier, the wounds can never heal I guess, for it will take a thousand people's love for me to heal again, for me to feel like myself again.

[weltenwellen]

Mary Oliver, from “Hum Hum”, A Thousand Mornings

[anditslove]

Andrea Gibson, Birthday