"letter for lovers" i don't know how long i'll be able to keep telling you this — that you are so pretty that it hurts sometimes. it hurts knowing that the sun rises so near to me, and yet the rays it emits can never touch me. that i can see the shine it brings to the world with my own eyes, but can never feel it as my own, because that sun belongs to a planet other than the one i live on. i don't know how long i'll be able to appreciate every little thing about you — your eyes, lips, skin, neck, nape, hands, and every single finger of those hands that i've had the privilege of touching. i really don't know how long i can keep being this selfish, especially when all i want is freedom for you. freedom to keep flying, freedom to keep shining in your own universe, while mine simply watches you from a distance, glowing bright until i'm too tired to keep looking, until i begin to fade because there isn't much light left for me to hold on to. i really don't know how long i'll keep telling you the effect you have on me. how the seeds buried so deep beneath the soil of my planet finally found a way to sprout because they could see that tiny light shining from light-years away. how the eyes that had stopped dreaming began dreaming again — of green lands and blue birds. how the mountains that had long been barren finally felt the rain and snow touch them. how the skin that had grown so dry finally remembered what it was to long for a kiss. how a life that had somehow been rushing along wanted to slow down, because every single damn moment with you seemed to hold the light of a thousand suns. i really don't know, i really don't know how much more of me is left to keep going like this. i really don't know whether you'll ever be able to understand my planet, whether, from this distance, you'll ever feel the urge to touch the mountains, trees, and flowers i carry within me. i really don't know much. all of this is so new to me. i really don't know because i'm scared. i'm really, truly scared — of losing you, of one day stopping loving you, of losing the light, of losing the person i've become in its presence. and so, i'm going to leave you with these words. to read, to feel, to absorb. and so, i'm going to let you be. let all the magic be. let all the prayers be. and so, i'm going to let love be. needless to say, you are the light i've fallen in love with. ~@ItsAPerfectLife

she says don't keep flowing so deep but how do i tell her that i've always been an ocean and i cannot love if there's no depth

one of those phases of life where my fight is with myself, where i can write so much in one go that sky can burn, where i can go quiet enough to make snow fall for me

mental health status: miss those virtual hug twitter days

heart, you are stupid

call me idiot, but i see magic every single day

you do whatever is needed to be done to get through your day, all the chores and responsibilities but then something is there in the background always, a human in form of a breeze

such are the nights when i miss human touch

i take a long time to open up to someone. sometimes there are years spent between words and silence. people come and go in between but there are some, very few who end up hearing the story. more than a story, it's a storm that's waiting to love and being loved in return.

our intimate moments include listening to the songs together and smiling