365 days without you

I talked to God about you.

It’s past midnight, But instead of sleeping, I’m trying to find the words to describe how the world looks without you in it.

I have no words to explain what I feel.

"Your hand is cold, mine burns like fire. How blind you are, Nastenka!"

A sad soul is always up past midnight.

Love is not finding someone to live with. It's finding someone you can't live without.

I fell in love with a distant star.

“Hey” Is Not “Heyy” “Heyy,” her message read. My heart fluttered. One “y” may have left me upset, but the second “y” — that was promising. Such a simple yet ambiguous greeting. Did she want to hang out? Was she going to confess her love? Oh! She was typing. A double text! It was my lucky day. I broke a sweat waiting for her response. How should I respond? “Hi!”? “I am in love with you”? My message had to show the same amount of interest as hers. She responded! “Sorry didn’t mean the extra ‘y.’” Oh. Tiny Love Stories

Souls don't meet by accident.

You were using your ear to hear, And I was using my heart to speak.

Distance gives a reason to love harder.

O tired soul, be patient.

Hope is killing me and hope is keeping me alive.

“Do not be absent for too long, then come and ask about how I am, details die with time and stories change." – Mahmoud Darwish

Let’s sit on a roof top at 2am and talk about life.

"I don’t make it a habit to stare at the moon, for I don’t want to be reminded of its human form." Amber V. Nicole

"I love every flaw in you, except your absence." Mahmoud Darwesh