To be loved...

Ruqayyah Jkh

We all want to be loved in some way or the other.. Be acknowledged.. Be validated.. Be accepted.. Be recognised.. Our efforts,our feelings.. Some people are together by habits.. Some people fall apart due to monotomy.. Where does love fits in all of this.. We all have different definitions of love.. Different ways of how to be loved.. Different ways of how to love too.. Yet, love is love.. That unshakeable certitude that yes I feel those butterfly feelings for that person and no one can tell you otherwise.. This is my truth.. The only truth that matters.. We don't get to choose for whom we fall for.. Its call falling for a reason.. We don't get to be loved back either.. It's not up to us.. So we live with it, day in day out.. That someday we might love someone who does.. Or we keep burning for the same soul..

2020-02-15 13:13:51

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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE

Yes ... Everyone does ✌

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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx

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Я мнимо расскажу тебе о прошлом И заберу кусочек шоколада Рассказ уж будет длиться долго О том ,как было тяжело сначала Наверное это для тебя не важно Спрошу себя, а ты хороший ?) И почему же стоишь рядом Даря улыбку лишь прохожим Мой телефон звонит мне чаще , Чем слышу твой прекрасный голос Аккорды струн во взгляде малость, Когда увижу тебя где-то снова Про свои чувства смолчу вовсе , Чтоб не будоражить просто взглядом , Хватает только вкуса кофе Лишь думать о тебе минутой мечтания .

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