“ It was a quiet taunt...a poisoned glass of wine, meant to intoxicate and exsanguinate. ”
My soul sees its equal in you.
~ Renee Ahdieh
Shazi, I prefer the color blue to any other. The scent of lilacs in your hair is a source of constant torment. I despise figs. Lastly, I will never forget, all the days of my life, the memories of last night—For nothing, not the sun, not the rain, not even the brightest star in the darkest sky, could begin to compare to the wonder of you.Khalid.
You honestly expect me to breathe in a world without air?
Love is—a shade of what I feel.
