Let her feel, not just see
that love, like rain, is meant to be free.-
किसी को दिखाना होता है कि हम मजबूत हैं,
जबकी अंदर से हम बस चाहते हैं
कोई हमें समझे, बिना आलोचना किये।-
The rawest form of love is not loud,
not dressed in roses or wrapped in promises. It’s quiet, like waiting without being asked, remembering the little things, standing close when words fall short. It’s the hand that holds yours in silence, the glance that says I see you, even when you’re not okay.
It’s messy, sometimes painful, but always real, because it doesn’t try to impress-
I watched her,
half goddess, half chaos,
scratching her nails on my chest
like she was carving her name.-
We didn’t talk much,
just breathed heavy
and let the silence sweat.
She tasted like trouble
and cheap wine,
and I kept coming back,
not for love,
but for the madness
only her hips could write.-