Fi

[belmasworld]

[blessedexpressions]

‘You worry too much for someone who Allah has never failed.’

[unspoken-statements]

1971

[olstocky]

[chandajaan]

Gajra 🪷

[aidashakur]

[wcndersoul]

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

[smsomah]

Rose harvest. Al Jabal al Akhdar, Oman. Scanned from the book Oman; Arabia's Paradise; 2013; Khamis Ali Al Moharbi

[unspoken-statements]

[tropic-havens]

Nassau, Bahamas

[kikiwaikikiiiii1]

l

[unspoken-statements]

Not at ease not at peace just surviving

[unspoken-statements]

Maybe I’ll eventually start living my life when this person is not sharing the same space as me and is not dictating my life and molding it to the way they want it to be. I hate being molded, but I’m in this place where I have to be molded otherwise I won’t fit in and if you don’t fit in, then it’s gonna be awful

[followthebluebell]

I was worried when he didn't rush out to greet me immediately but it was just because he was cozy.

[unspoken-statements]

This empty hollow feelings, not knowing where to belong…. not fitting where you think you should be. I feel like the world would be so different. With the person not here sharing the same space as me… just not around me it would just be better just peaceful relaxed.

[you-never-gave-a-fuck]

Knowing someone is loving someone.

What I mean is

ordering food without asking,

because I can hear the tiredness

in the silence between your words.

What I mean is

holding onto the small things—

like your two favorite colors,

and why you don’t like wearing hats.

What I mean is

letting you tell your stories again,

like they’re new every time.

What I mean is

knowing how you like your coffee,

and how early you wake up in the morning.

What I mean is

sitting with the quiet doubt

that you might not do the same for me.

What I mean is

caring for you in ways

that never make it out loud.

What I mean is

carrying those feelings with me,

even when I say nothing.

What I mean is

being patient when you don’t choose me,

trying to understand

even when you don’t explain.

What I mean is

staying soft,

even when it would be easier

to start pulling away.

What I mean is

there is a quiet fear in me—

that there will never be a chance for us,

and I will have to grieve you

without you ever knowing.