#pyaar

[hi-avathisside]

an 80 year old woman when asked What is Love?

[kamalnayani]

*the tension between me and him randomly*

[oyeevarnika]

रास्ते खूबसूरत है तुम्हारे साथ

मंजिल की फिलहाल बात नही करते

~आयुष्मान खुराना × glimpse of love

[deeeaahh]

"Find a man who'd die for you"

But I want a man who'd live for me. who goes on with the day because he wants to spend time with me, spend the rest of his life with me. find a man who'd live for you, who'd do anything to be with you. who'd live to see your face every morning and night. who'd jump through hoops just to spend the rest of his life with you.

[buttercupspotify]

me and my pasandida mard core ✨

[ughsahira]

Peak intimacy is fixing her little red bindi and making sure its perfectly in the centre of her forehead.

[janaknandini-singh999]

The two voices in my head are:

"kehte hain khuda ne iss jahan mein sabhi ke liye kisi na kisi ko hain banaya har kisi ke liye" chhotu sa hopeless romantic vs "HAR KISIKOOO NAHI MILTAAA YAHAAAN PYAAAAAAARRR ZINDAGI MEINNN" I'll die single YAAR

[dukhiamrood]

imagine, having a partner to share bracelets with, constantly reminding yourself of them and vice versa. shayad zindagi mein itna miss out ho hi chuka hai, its a reminder dosto, take that step and tell them, dont be me.

[peaceishim]

Mai Kyun kahun unse- Mujh se aakar baat karein.

Unhein nahi pata??

Unke bagair mera dil nahi lagta

[peasunflower]

I wish the sunset lasted longer. I wish I could bathe in the shades of the sunset just for a second more. I wish I could soak in the chilly warmth and ask you questions about what tomorrow holds. I wish I could tell you I miss my friends terribly today. Or maybe I'd tell you how beautiful you look and how I always remove my glasses to look at you. I wish the sunset lasted longer and I could see you a little while more.

[hi-avathisside]

"Let me wake up next to you, have coffee in the morning and wander through the city with your hand in mine, and I will be happy for the rest of my fucked up little life."

- Charlotte Eriksson

[theserenityinviolence]

god, I never thought the hot popular girl with the curly hair that I had a crush on would ever think of me like this.. My jaan, I remember the first time I ever saw you, and you know how deep my memory runs, after that first ray of attraction I remember most every interaction we had, I remember the clothes you wore for events you were hosting, I remember loving the way you talk.. being oh so intrigued. Until eventually I picked up the courage to talk to you. Out of all things, Percy Jackson. And then somehow torture methods. LMAO. God, how our friendship grew, quicker and running deeper than any other I'd had before. We meant so much to each other since that first month. My first date, my first kiss, my first valentine.., my first everything, really. I'd been interested since that first time I saw you. meri jaan <3 this isn't even the best set of texts you've sent me you beautiful dork, but for some reason I started typing and here I am. Mwah <3

[deeeaahh]

[anirregularperson]

उस के जैसा कोई मिला ही नहीं

कैसे मिलता कहीं पे था ही नहीं

घर के मलबे से घर बना ही नहीं

ज़लज़ले का असर गया ही नहीं

वो जहाँ तक दिखाई देता है

उस के आगे मैं देखता ही नहीं

अच्छे-अच्छों ने रास्ता माँगा

मैं तिरी राह से हटा ही नहीं

सारे किरदार हो गए ख़ुद्दार

फिर कहानी में कुछ हुआ ही नहीं

याद है जो उसी को याद करो

हिज्र की दूसरी दवा ही नहीं

तेरे बारे में सोचने वाला

अपने बारे में सोचता ही नहीं

-फहमी बदायूंनी

[ughsahira]

Sex is okay but have you guys had someone hand feed you paani puri?

[praphull-ki-diary]

Our home is broken~

Our home is broken. just like our hearts. We tried to save it. But we could not. This poem is not about our broken home. But about us. This poem is broken, too. How we broke each other? Calling you mine was a luxury, I never respected. You never stayed, when I expected. Both of us messed up. Do you remember Clicking a selfie for the first time? We tried so much for it that I am forgetting to make my poem rhyme. I remember seeing you in my dreams, I remember waking up late at night. I remember walking by your home. I remember waiting for you whole the time. I cared a lot about you and your health, that I used to forget how you made me feel that day. I know you must have been going through a lot. But not staying with me came with a cost. I miss the self-respect that I already lost. I know I am complaining all the time. I know I behaved badly at that time. I already said sorry for that. Can't you move on from my mistakes? Our home is broken, like our hearts. All the promises went so far. I am gonna miss you all the time. If you are listening please tell me how to make my poems rhyme.

—Praphull