her nepenthe notes

She pressed her cheek against his heart and lay there, grateful for the time she’d had with him, however short or long it had been, grateful she had known him, grateful that once, when she was young, she had experienced a love so strong that it did not go away, that decades and distance and miles and children and lies and letters could never make it disappear. She held him in her arms and said to him all she needed to say.

For that fraction of time, he was entirely hers.

Look at love

How it tangles

With the one fallen in love

Hum mohabbat karnay walon k naseeb na aik Qalam,aik siyahi or aik hi anjaam pe likhay jatay Hain. Shakal surat alag hosakti hai,muqaddar nahi

The quiet ache of unrequited love

It's because you love them,that even if it hurts.Sometimes, you've to let them go.

-Eo Heung

There has to be a moment at the beginning when you wonder whether you’re in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself.

If the moment doesn’t pass, that’s it —– you’re done.And if the moment does pass, it never goes that far. It stands in the distance, ready for whenever you want it back. Sometimes it’s even there when you thought you were for something else, like an escape route, or your lover’s face.

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.

آواز دے کے دیکھ لو،شاید وہ مل ہی جائے

"Your unforgettable name"

Deep in my heart You name is engraved and I long for you You set fire to my heart In my heart,you ignited the inextinguishable flame of love Before your name can be forgotten I long for you again Even at the moment of death I shall call out your name Even as I am living My heart longs for you Until the moment of death I'll long for you....

In her the painter had anatomiz’d

...Or was his destiny from the start

To be but just one moment

Near your heart?...