Imagine a guy praying to God that he gets to marry you one day. Imagine a guy who doesn't need a blueprint to love you the right way. Imagine a guy who doesn't run away when you show him the scars from your past. Imagine a guy who actually cares about your happiness and your smile. Imagine a guy who treats you with respect. Imagine a guy you can talk to about anything. Imagine a guy being very supportive of your dreams and goals. Imagine a guy who actually listens and remembers the small details about you. Imagine a guy speaking positive things over you. Imagine a guy sticking by your side through the difficult times. Imagine a guy being able to really make you laugh and forget about the struggles of your day. Imagine a guy cherishing you and being a positive source of inspiration in your life. Imagine a guy loving you wholeheartedly, flaws and all.
Saturday, 15 July 2017
Monday, 5 June 2017
the couple conversation.
what it means to be a couple?
to have another person to share happiness and sadness? to have another person waiting for you with an open arm? to have another person to hear your stories and share theirs to you?
or.....
to have hurt because of the proximity that they have? to have lie easily because we know their activity 24/7? to gain their trust? to control your life?
yes God had already made us in pair, but what it means really? why we created and born as individuals to have just be paired one day with another individuals? for whom or for what we learned about being strong on our feet and then we just throw reliance to other people? what is it for then? what's the use anyway?
Sunday, 4 June 2017
another one bites the dust.
i realized that i never have a happy thought in my life. it was full of anxiousness and it led me to having a horrible personality. (or personalities?)
i know i shot a numerous of pictures, uploaded it on social media, collecting quotes for the caption, reshare a quote that i thought it was well said or matched with recents, but i knew more than anyone that obviously hated words. ironically, i fond of writing and reading. but you know, i love words that for myself that helped me found my own freedom -- while in fact, the words said by other people not. they imprisoned me in an endless worry, fear, disbelief, and sadness. many thoughts that words were powerful for me so they gave me a motivational speech, a gorgeous quotes, but hell none of it worked for me. words are just words. only for reading only for re-writing. just how much people can just believe in anything that only came in form of words?
Saturday, 7 January 2017
the type of lover i need.
i need someone
who knows struggle
as well as i do
someone
willing to hold my feet in their lap
on days it is too difficult to stand
the type of person who gives
exactly what i need
before i even know i need it
the type of lover who hears me
even when i do not speak
cause my struggle is felt in their struggle
that is the type of understanding i demand
the type of lover i need - rupi kaur
