Just As Clay Needs To Go Through Intense Heat To Become Strong, Love Can Only Be Perfected In Pain.

It’s weird to grow up in a family where you know you’re loved but you don’t feel loved. And then later in adulthood you understand how almost impossible it seems to cross that distance and let yourself experience closeness, how otherworldly love feels now and how love feels unbearable at times. You flinch when someone tries to wholeheartedly love you. And over and over you see so clearly how you cannot be loved unless it's from afar and love is mixed with that familiar sensation of distance and coldness.

You are my favorite person Dumbass

What was he supposed to do? Forget her like a vivid dream? Or remember her like a distant reality?

— Cross You Heart, Take My Name.

I seemed to have a crush on you

Even when it's forbidden and you know the truth

I pretend I do not look at you

With fondness and nothing new

If you ever unlove me, have the guts to tell it to my face. Otherwise you are a coward.

The feeling when they behave in the most childish way in front of you and no one else.

It's like they are opening their inner child to only you <3

Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?

— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

"Hope is often just a consoling thought, our naive disclaimer, retracting the possibility of a certain reality that we don't have the power to change."

— Apsara Menaka

Menaka's Choice, Kavita Kané

Teri meri nazrein hi iane hain sara jo majra

— Besharam Si Nazrein

"I have never loved a man as I love you, and I never shall again."

— Apsara Menaka

Menaka's Choice, by Kavita Kané