Is there a particular way of looking at your love?” she asked.…..Yes… The way you look at me.

His pen spoke more to her than he ever did”.In the war of words, some are unwritten and some are unspoken.

After all these years, all I know is, I need not to do anything as a part of remorse.All I need is to write.Because, 'Poetry forgives.

The world is made out of Nutella. You just need to stick your tongue out, so that you could really taste it.

For one more time, he decided to give away smoking.And then, she happened one more time in his head.

He was lying there on his death bed, and he asked for her as his last wish.She came with tears in her eyes. He held her hand and said with a smile, " I wish I died daily", And then a flat line.

Until I knew that it was you inside me, who has so much to say, I hesitated writing.

Love can be all things.But, Just never enough.

You are so adorable. You can never be bad. Everyone has a hysterical part in himself, and I may be that part you. I’m just a lunatic. Maybe, a demon. And you.You’re the world.

In the search of spark, we forget the beauty of darkness. We forget the purpose of the light.

In the room full of individuals for whom I hold feelings of resentment about, Who might be the first I would converse with, when I am about to bite the dust?

The less I have, the less I can lose.

The only ship you can truly steer in this ocean is the one you're sailing. Quit trying to alter the winds

Our nation is ripe with a multitude of successful people, who have achieved much for themselves with little impact on anyone else

The writer sat besides the weeping Gilgamesh, swam out of all the unsinkable ships sank. He was there, and he wasn't. Like a naturalist observing the tarn of life from an unseen bubble of neutrality.

But it feels good to love a thing and not expect anything back. It feels good to not get an argument or any pushiness or any rumors or any bullshit. It's love without strings. It's ideal.

Just make sure you're gone by the time we get to Miles's. It creeps me out to see you sitting in his lap without his permission.

You can tell how boring a person is by the lack of fear in their eyes when someone is flipping through photos on their phone.

As I began to love myself I stopped craving for a different life, and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow. Today I call it 'maturity'.

All sports are games of inches.

I'm so tired. I don't know if I can ever outrun how I used to be.