Haniya_

How do I write to you, that I miss you more than these few syllables will ever be able to comprehend.

Everything gets worse before it gets better 💬

And I will find you, regardless of all this pain, I will sit beside you and tell you how much I truly care. I will tell you how strong i have been, despite having a broken heart and all my dreams. I will tell you about all the people i have known and all the times I was still alone. And i will tell you how it's all worth it now, that I have found you somehow. I will thank my stars and I will tell you about the moon, I will listen to your dreams like they are mine to uphold. I will tell you about my pain, my first best friend and about the lessons I gain, I will tell you about all the books I have read and all the characters I fell in love with, and I will hear you laugh on how naive I have been. And your laugh will fill every broken part of me like it was never there, and your eyes will tell me that you are here now so I don't have to scream, and I can finally breathe.. and I will you I have searched for you in every dew and every drop of drizzling rains and thunderstorms, in city lights, by the passing cars, on a windy day, under the wishing stars.I will tell you secrets I have long forgotten about, of all the music I have heard, how it's your voice I have yearned for, I will tell you every moment was a tragedy and every day a lifetime, you have taken too long to finally be mine.💛

Love is not just meeting everyday or texting or talking... Love is so much more than just being with someone. It's the force that keeps you sane, what makes the bad days less gloomy and the good days sane.. you will find that person and you will stop looking, every poetry will make sense and every love story will be yours. You will just want to lie down under the stars holding their hand and you both don't have to say a word, all will fall into place, and their smile will be your solace. Love is not how many I love you's you say or how many times you tell them they are pretty... You know they are when you are jealous of the sunlit honey rays and how they lit up their face .. and even if they break your heart and don't take the blame, you know its love when every fibre of your being Whispers their name ..

Life gives you metaphors, your mind cannot decipher...💜