Tasavvur haqiqatan ham xudoning sovg'asi!

©Gyote

I don't think I was meant to live in this generation. Where love feels scarce, measured transactional and easily abandoned. I crave love that is intentional, the kind that walks through the rain just to see you that writes a thousand letters and bleeds its heart onto paper without asking if it's too much. I want a love that finds joy in the smallest moment yet still aches to give each other the world. A love that is fought for, not one that folds at the first inconvenience, not one that runs when things grow heavy.. I want to dance with you for no reason at all, to lift you spin you laugh until time forgets us..I want a love that makes everything else trivial as if the rest of the world fades into background noise...But here love feels hurried, distracted, half lived and i keep searching for something deeper, something lasting, something I'm not sure this time knows how to hold..