"Maybe We Fall In Love With Sad Eyes Because We See Our Souls Reflected In Them."

"There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature."

Northanger Abbey | Jane Austen

"I keep stars in my pockets wear daisies in my hair but I tuck you tenderly in the folds of my heart and take you everywhere."

Melody Lee | Vine: Book of Poetry

Saw a woman wearing one of those trendy flower hair clips today, and it left me reminiscing about who I used to be.

Always dressed up, always in touch with the latest styles—hair clips, accessories, outfits, everything. It was rare to catch me dressed down. But it wasn’t just that—I was vibrant, full of life.

The exactly one year ago me would be dumbstruck to see the today me. I may not dress like I used to, nor do I carry the same lightness. Yet, as I look at myself in the mirror now, I realize that that me isn’t lost. I’ve just grown into someone different, someone new. Life unfolded in ways I never imagined, shaping me in ways I never asked for. After all, life has its own way of reshaping us.

Maybe someday, I’ll find my way back to that version of myself—the one who radiated warmth. Or maybe, just maybe, I’ll discover a new version of me, one that shines just as brightly, in a different way.

Suffering, no matter how prolonged, how acute, or how intense, is not a permanent state. All suffering—the anguish and the pain—will eventually give way to joy and hope. Even the darkest night will eventually yield to the dawn.

Saw you get on the train.

But it didn't feel like it was the end. It didn't feel like it was over. It felt like we had a chance.

It felt like a start to something. Something new, something hopeful, I could feel it in my bones.

- Blue💙

“I’ll always remember that look on your face. You saw me. You’ve always seen me. And I think that’s all that anyone wants.”

— Benjamin Alire Sáenz, The Inexplicable Logic of My Life

Dil nahi lagta tumhare bagair...

Vivamus, moriendum est.

Translation: Let us live, since we must die.

Your memories flicker in my mind like snapshots - frozen in time, untouched by distance, carved into my heart.