F*ck Distance


For what is the distance when love can travel for itself? From days where it was all alive on the verge of electronics and now that we have grown up so far we see how much we are about being ourselves than being what we want each other to be. I am in love with how challenging it can be to hug you from here and how our karma can be a bitch but I am in constant process of revolution. I want to make sure that an every inch of my way towards you should be worth remembering. What is more exciting is that to the places where we have been together, those places call me. Everything about you on this planet attracts me more than anything. Did I tell you that we are two opposite poles guiding different paths but who are we without each other? I am a bunch of words unsaid and you are a bunch of hidden emotions. How we still be together? It is the verge of losing someone who is not even half a percent similar to anyone in the world. How can I let go a person with whom years have turned to celebrations and the wait of her became better. You are unlike me but I can’t wish not having enough of you. It is still seems like a moment when these years cross my mind and what we did for each other. It is like yesterday you were preparing for your high school and today you are graduated. Hey, we are in love. 😊

Trip 


I knew this one is gonna make me cry out the tears of departure. I knew this won’t be about just a glass of another drink. How the trip ended up with sips and deep conversations with you. My hands numb and barely I could get away from the warmth of your hugs. Every place where we go leaves a great impact because of you. How on the Earth I can go at the same places without you? If I ever have to, every step will remind me of you. How packing your bags for another day was a day closer to be away again for days and not meet like this. I have never had cravings this bad to be with you. I have been years away from you but living with you are days of magic which I can still not believe that it happened. How you wake me up with your hand caressing my face and those, “Good mornings!” felt like this yesterday or ever before. It is different everyday. No honey, I am not high on Vodka. I miss you! 💝

Caressing her hair


After talking about caressing her hair and see her eating every meal in front of me was no less than a bliss. I don’t know whether we bring goals to people out here or just a sweet relationship. I am surely inspired by the immense power she has and how she can control lives but controls only mine. There is no doubt that her qualities which are bold are not tempting. If pretty faces, thin legs, flat tummy, small noses, long hair, long heels etc is live these days then for me she is more than love. You are the one! I adore you. 😊 ❤️