Whatever Happens Tomorrow

I want to love you with all my heart.

But somedays I wish to be loved too.

Shams smiled fleetingly. “Every man has a degree of womanliness inside.”

“Even the ones who are manly men?”

“Especially those, my dear,” Shams said, garnishing his words with a wink and dropping his voice to a whisper, as if sharing a secret.

—The Forty Rules of Love

“Numbing the pain is not the same as healing it,” Master Sameed said. “When the anesthesia wears off, the pain is still there.”

I wait for you at night, in the winter and when I am dead.

“Part of me wanted to have a conversation with you, but not before you told me that you were sorry, not before you begged for my forgiveness. But your apology never came, and I’m still waiting.”

— Paula Hawkins, Into the Water

Teri meri nazrein hi iane hain sara jo majra

— Besharam Si Nazrein

Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.

[text ID: tweet by rhiannon mcgavin that reads, “why wouldn’t i include the moon in all my poems? that’s my friend”]

Mohabbat karne wale kam na honge,

Teri mehfil mein lekin hum na honge.

Let my heart tell you, "I love you", a hundred thousand times, every time a different nuance, a different color, a different sound.

e.v.e.

I fell in love with your hands