Today, she told me i deserve better,
She told me, there's someone better than him waiting for me.
But how do i explain her how empty it feels when "better" doesn't hold the person i've loved :)

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Today, she told me i deserve better,
She told me, there's someone better than him waiting for me.
But how do i explain her how empty it feels when "better" doesn't hold the person i've loved :)
I am always painfully waiting for something unexplainable to happen, something magical, something unlikely, a miracle of some sort, to save me from everything, to save me from everyone, to save me from myself.
His eyes are the color of my name.
Deep golden eyes with the fragments of reality hidden down within.
No one ever looks into eyes so molten they seem to shift with the passing of thoughts.
But it's within eyes such as his that the universe repairs itself.
Piece by piece. Shard by endless shard.
If anyone's eyes could contain the first fires brought to mortals from the gods, his contained them all.
~ thoughttriloquist
I write to rethink and relive every little word or action you ever said or did - every brush of the skin and every letter you ever wrote and composed every comma, every breath, every blink - I write to relive and rethink everything you do and everything you did and then in my darkest moments I re-read everything I ever wrote to revive the feeling of something once had sometimes I even recompose, to show my words how things may have changed how they need to shift their meanings now how words once familiar now feel strange and then I sometimes redo my heart and patch it up for the next time - for a day when I have to write to relive, rethink and revive
No matter what i do for people, they will not value anything & will show their true colors one day. Being selfish is the only way you can cope in this world. Because you come here alone & leave alone, so the only one who really matters should be you. Never give someone else more priority over yourself.
في جروح تبانلك سهلَة وتعَدِّي
لكن في نظري.. صعب تتخيط
صاحبي اللي قاللي: "ماتستاهلش عياط"
سلفته روحي.. لقيته بيعيط!
®️ محمد عصام
The game changes when you change the perspective. What if your "I was too young for the things I faced, I wasn't prepared for any of it" becomes "I was chosen for it at an early age because God knew I was capable enough to handle it, I had what it takes earlier than others"? Then what? Are you still the victim or someone empowered from within?
-Sabina Yesmin