طيب وربنا اني احاول اطيق لكن كل شيء لا يطاق.

I'm in love with a Fairy tale

I want what these two have

I thought we could just roll and tumble, live from song to song, kiss to kiss.

We're the stray souls who happened to dwell in our ruins and somehow found a place of refuge in one's brokenness. I'm afraid that in the ocean of broken and lost, we become one of those who mistaken it as love because we don't know what to call it being only each other's reparation.

-I can't see anything that I don't like about you.

-But you will! But you will. You know, you will think of things. And I'll get bored with you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.

-Okay.

-Okay.

🎬: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

Hypocrites chuckle when truthful souls leave
They drop their masks and dance to the rhythm of the lies they weave
Hypocrites giggle when honest souls cease
They unveil their hidden shade and proudly flaunt their disease

There’s a misconception that grief only happens when we lose people. this is not true. We can grieve circumstances, relationships, missed opportunities.

In fact, sometimes when you find yourself plagued with waves of emotion from sadness to melancholy you may be grieving yourself.

The version of yourself that you might have been if things had been different, or if only you had said something, or if someone had stood up for you.