Stop turning every others battle into yours. Sometimes amidst of all the wars, all you need to become is the lighthouse, not the sword.

I still search for you in the same places where I had found you before. But the difference is, back then, I never used to feel that I would find you in those places, but I would still find you. Now, I wish that I would find you in those places, but I can't.

The only way of reaching the infinity is to embrace the constants that this universe has made us with and caged us in.

She was the sky full of surprises. Her dreams were blue and breathtaking as a bright day and her secrets were dark and poetic as a cold night. Either way, she was the most beautiful mess that one had ever come across.

I wish I had a brush that could paint the whole sky and turn every morning into night. I wish I could always sleep next to you in the never ending night and hold your hand, watching the reflection of all the stars in your eyes, while you smile and watch them in the sky with wonder.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath for one last time and let his hand go. She saw his boat drifting away they both looked at each other and waved one last time before she could not see him anymore.

She stretched her hands towards the sky. To grab all the stars, to hold the moon, to take away everything that the sky had. So that the sky could finally understand, how it feels to lose everything that makes it beautiful.

You have the touch of nature you know, where she touches everything that is dead and they spring back into life again. I realised that the day you touched me for the first time. I felt I was standing somewhere I had never been before and all of a sudden life started pouring over me like a rain and drenching me with it. I had never felt that alive before.

I am a nyctophile, and I can't stop or help myself from falling in love for the darkest ends of your soul, rather than the light in your eyes.

Forgive others. And above all, forgive yourself. For letting them treat you in a wrong way. For letting them make you feel that you are not enough. That hatred, you hold inside you is a double-edged sword that keeps spinning. Every time you feed those thoughts, it spins faster and cuts you mercilessly, making your soul bleed more and more.

May the fire in your soul, burn down all the fences and walls which this society is trying to build around you.

I would let you peek into my soul just for a moment. But how long that moment would be will always be decided based on which window you chose to look through.

Be my bedtime story and the thoughts that won't let me fall asleep. Be the conversation that I always have in my head at 3 AM and that beautiful voice that never lets me sleep.

And she had the magic I had never come across all my life. A minute with her messed up my mind and heart in a way that all the theories of right and wrong didn't matter anymore. All of a sudden opening my arms to the storm seemed a better choice, than dancing under the rainbows.

Looking at her always reminded me of a rose that was dripping blood. I always felt it was drawing all the life from inside. Just to look beautiful on the outside.

When everyone failed to hear my screams, you are the only one who heard my silence.

How does it feel, to break a part of you each day and feed to the demons inside the other person in the name of love? How many days will you do that? Have your ever thought, about what happens after those demons had enough of you and decide to leave you for the taste of new soul? Look at yourself once. How much of you is remaining for yourself? Will ever get that part of you back?

Every one of us dies more than once in our lifetime in the hearts of our loved ones, and haunt them through the ghosts of our memories.

I have a face where half is mine and half is not, it is hard to see a difference when you stand in front of me under the light as both my eyes shines equally. But the day you step into the darkness I hold inside me you will see my face the way it is and it will end up changing your whole world related to me forever.

My Universe, crashing into yours, was the most beautiful accident this creation had ever witnessed.