I'm not afraid to tell you, "I love you"
Your mind may say, "How can you love me if you don't even know me?"
And I will answer, "If people can hate, despise, reject not knowing, why can I not love?"
" I don't need to know you to love you.
I don't need to justify my love.
I love you because this is my pleasure.
Love flowing from me makes me happy.
And it's not important if you reject me,
because I don't reject myself."
In my story I live in ongoing love ...
Love for and because of God.
Love for people, for animals and all of creation, and love makes it beautiful.
Love brings me peace, though never ignorance.
When integrity is established
or when it gets restored
you always follow love
for when you love who you are,
love the integrity within,
it becomes easy to love others.
To live in love is to become spiritually alive again,
again
and again.
Is there a real "suitability" between couples?
It’s not easy for two people to get together. There is always
One is strong, one is easy-going.
One is powerful, one is docile.
One is diligent, one is lazy.
One is caring, one is generous.
In fact, two people are together, just like potatoes and tomatoes. They are not in the same world, but they walked together. Potatoes become French fries and tomatoes become ketchup, which is a perfect match and affection.
No two people are naturally born to be the right person for each other. It takes understanding, tolerance and change.
During the up and down times, we are changing the inappropriate each other and that makes us the right person for each other.
“There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.” Nelson Mandela.
Walking in the dark is nothing to be afraid of, yet a heart without sunlight can bring true fear into our life.
At times that ray of sunlight in my heart is enough to keep my hope and faith alive even in the darkest of storm, to again help me to find my way back out of the dark muddy water into the sunlight.
HOLDING YOU
If they love you, they love every memory of you,
Each wrinkle, a chapter to feel.
If they love you they love you in present and past,
They will kiss all the hurt till it heals.
If they love you, each scar becomes who you are;
A page in your story of life.
For love doesn't see; it feels deep within;
Love doesn't cut like a knife.
Love doesn't see imperfections,
It only feels where love can grow.
Love doesn't go for the taking;
Love is the give and the show.
Each weight we hold onto in whispers
Can lift like a feather in flight,
If we trust in all our imperfect
And balance each dark with the light.
Be love, no secret disguises;
Embrace every reason you lack;
For love can never find you
If you're hiding behind your own back.
Love doesn't see you as flawless;
It sees you imperfectly planned.
Love will love you completely
When you reach out and hold your own hand.
So love you, love every memory of you,
Each wrinkle, each chapter; just feel.
Love all you are in present and past,
For your love is your love to heal.
I hope you are also willing to wait. Until we finish our studies, find a decent job, build our dream houses, until we can finally compensate to our parents and to the people we credited. I hope you are willing to wait until we are financially, mentally, and emotionally ready for commitment.
Good morning. Sometimes it hits me out of nowhere, all of a sudden, this overwhelming sadness rushes over me. And I get discouraged and I get upset and I feel hopeless, sad, and hurt. And once again, I feel numb to the world.”
Its mostly because there is absolutely nothing you and I can do to change our childhood, once you know yourself, know who you are, and understand that the labels others put on you are more for their own benefits, and not yours, it still hurts.
Give yourself a warm hug when you get back from a hectic day.
You deserve it too, as you think someone deserves it from your side.
You don't have to wait for someone to come & hug you.
Make a coffee/tea the best you would make if there was someone waiting in hall.
Make yourself happy by doing the things you would do for others. Treat yourself like a lover when it comes to taking care of yourself.
You have the same beautiful soul as you see in people.
You deserve the same affirmation for the hard work you do all day.
Don't wait until you win the world. Life is not that long,
— try celebrating little wins, even if they start with making someone smile in your whole day.
— and don't forget to make yourself smile first.
Make yourself a priority and adjust your hectic schedule a bit.
Plan a date, even if you're alone in your room,
— light it up or do a candlelight dinner.
Watch your favourite movie again & replay the song you've always wanted to hear,
— that one that makes you feel special,
— or that one you always wanted someone to dedicate to you.
Do it for yourself, atleast for once in a month.
Take yourself out & sit beside a lake or bridge.
Watch the sunset alone & click some photos,
— to make a mark in a month that you've done it.
I'm a warrior. I'm not one to give up easily, and the people around me know that part of myself. But some days, when no one is looking, I shed tears thinking about the battles that I can't seem to win. On the bus ride home or even when just walking in the busy streets, I'd look at the calluses on my hands and suddenly feel a hole in my chest. And at night, I cry to the stars realizing how the blisters on my feet hurt from walking.
If this is how hard being a warrior needs to be, I'll take it. Armor, shield and sword, show me the wall and I'll break it. My only hope is that one day, when all is said and done, the people I fought for will be proud of the battles I've won. And for the ones I lost, my little wish to the stars is that I find it in me to let them go with an open heart and still be thankful for the scars. For the broken bones, the stitches. For making me realize that we don't need to win all battles in life—we just need to give it our best shot.
How to keep a relationship:
Communicate.
Talk about good and bad.
Build trusts.
Be honest.
Be there for one another.
Make time for one another.
leave the past.
having arguments are normal.
You won't always be happy.
appreciate flaws.
Become best friends.
Love each other unconditionally.
The right one will make you feel deserved and loved. The right man will distance himself to those girls who are trying to flirt with him. No matter how busy he is, he will make time for you and the right man will always make you feel special and his priority.
"I often write about resting.
The rest I'm referring to is more than naps
and even more than doing anything.
It is an inner sense of trust in something bigger than ourselves.
It's an experience of being carried,
enveloped in love,
guided ...
The real sense that we're not alone.
It's not that we don't do anything when we are truly resting, actually many times a lot more seems to get done.
When we are truly resting,
the doing is done. " 🌻
*** To me that rest is found in surrendering to God, all that's not mine to control. 💛
“Grown Ups Relationship”
I don't know why, these days people still wasting each other's time because of their unclear feelings. You don't love them anymore? Make it clear. You already found someone new? Make it clear. The point to date, is to marry. If marrying is not your goal, what's the point?
Stop playing games and start building a strong relationship with someone you love. I know you guys don't want to go through tough and sad situations again. You guys don't want to cry on the floor and wondering if you're enough. So why hurting someone's feelings for your own satisfaction. Be real, be clear about your feelings. People don't want temporary lover anymore, they want someone permanent.
I hope you find someone you already clear about their feelings toward you and you don't have to second guess your decision about choosing them. 🤎
"Grief, I’ve learned, is really love. It’s all the love you want to give but cannot give. The more you loved someone, the more you grieve. All of that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes and in that part of your chest that gets that empty and hollow feeling. The happiness of love turns to sadness when unspent. Grief is just love with no place to go."
I lied to my friends when I said I was doing just fine. I wish there was a better way for me to describe what I feel right now, but instead, I broke down crying for things I couldn’t explain.
And maybe it’s a combination of all the memories that still haunt me to this day — like being hurt by people who intentionally put me through consequences that weren’t my fault, and how I watch myself crumble every night as I try so hard to hold on to myself. It terrifies me that I couldn’t process what’s been running in my mind recently. I keep convincing myself that I deserve better than this, that I shouldn’t let my own traumas kill me and crush my soul. But today, I just want to let my heart break into a million pieces. I want to feel everything all at once, and grieve for the lost person I’ve become.
I’m a complex. A complicated mess that just wants to see what hope looks like again when I run out of tears to cry. I don’t want to bleed myself dry forever for things I never asked for, like how my abusers and people who’ve hurt me made me go through in the past.
I wish to see another daylight and hope the universe would be so kind enough to let me taste what real happiness is. It takes months, years, or maybe a lifetime to probably heal, but I’ll fight for my own life while I still can.
When I love, I love too hard. I’ve been hurt way too many times by so many people all throughout my life, and yet I still believe in love like an innocent child clinging on to a father’s promise to raise his daughter right. My dad broke that promise and maybe that’s the reason why I easily fall for empty words that eventually turn into compulsive lies. I realized that I longed for the kind of love that my mother never had when she settled for a man who only wanted her in his own terms.
I did the same to my last lover. I always waited for the next time he wanted me, until I couldn’t recognize my worth. It took me months walking on eggshells only to figure out that I was letting someone silence my voice so they could take my own power. I never understood why I stayed a little longer, and maybe that’s the exact reason why my mom never left the person who abused us both — we were made to be weak, believing that they were all we had.
I forgive myself for letting broken and abusive people build homes out of my sanity and pure intentions. I tolerated warning signs and red flags, but I didn’t dodge the bullet before it was too late. I wish I didn’t have to go through all the traumas, but all I can do is to build myself again.
I was held like a pawn in a chess game for the longest time. I deserve to save myself and choose to love me in all ways, from this day forward.
Bless the sons and daughters who were broken by the world but never got their hearts corrupted.
"One day, the mountain that is in front of you will be so far behind you, it will barely be visible in the distance. But the person you become in learning to get over it? That will stay with you forever — and that is the point of the mountain."
Morning to all of you?
Man goes from one woman to another, goes on changing. People think he is a great lover; he is not a lover at all. He is avoiding, he is trying to avoid any deep involvement because with deep involvement problems have to be faced, and much pain has to be gone through. So one simply plays safe; one makes it a point never to go too deeply into somebody.
If you go too deep you may not be able to come back easily. And if you go deeply into somebody, somebody else will go deeply into you also; it is always proportionate. If I go very deep in you the only way is to allow you also to go that deep in me. It is a give and take, it is a sharing. Then one may get entangled too much, and it will be difficult to escape and the pain may be much. So people learn how to play safe: just let surfaces meet — hit-and-run love affairs. Before you are caught, run.
This is what is happening in the modern world. People have become so juvenile, so childish; they are losing all maturity.
Maturity comes only when you are ready to face the pain of your being; maturity comes only when you are ready to take the challenge. And there is no greater challenge than love.
Never force a relationship that isn't meant to work.
Sometimes it's better to move on, than to hold on to a person who doesn't understand who you truly are. Unfortunately there will be times where your absence will teach you what your presence cannot.
You need to stop breaking your own heart in trying to make a relationship work that clearly isn't meant to work to begin with.
You can't force someone to genuinely care about you.
You can't force someone to be faithful to you.
You can't force someone to be the person you need
them to be.
The truth is, sometimes the person you want the most is the same person you would be best without.
You have got to understand some things are meant to come into your life, just not meant to stay.
Everything that you do to show love, you have to be
careful, not to lose yourself by trying to fix what should never been there in the first place. You can't get the relationship you need from someone who's not ready to reciprocate the love you give to them.
I know it's hard when you meet someone and your heart feels, that's the person you could spend an eternity with, and you start to accept that they are not that person you thought they needed to be.
And no matter how many times you cry yourself to sleep at night, you will eventually heal from your previous relationship and find the one you have always longed for. Your future will now bring an understanding of why things didn't work out in your previous relationships.
One thing I have learned throughout the years, is “It is better to be single than to be in a relationship settling for less.”
If they see you as an option, then they don't deserve to be a priority in your life.
Take my advice and never chase someone who's not chasing you. ☝🏻❤️
Lesson learned. “Embrace your individuality love what you love without worrying about judgement.”
It is up to you to never give up on yourself, even if others give up on you, because inner peace comes from within you, and starts with a little seed of hope in your heart, watered by a sprinkle of faith and strengthened by the love you have for others.
It is up to the adult you to finally find serenity, light, hope, and inner peace.
Change is a part of life. Things are changing constantly but it's often not until something unexpected occurs that we recognize that change. Subtle changes that happen daily are easy to adjust to. In fact we hardly even notice the shift.
Resisting change creates suffering. We cannot go back to how things were so we must move with the change. Even when it feels like life is upside down, it's just a transition to a new experience.
When we look at life as a series of experiences, rather than a destination, it gives us the opportunity to embrace whatever is happening and to make a choice about how to respond.
This is true power and freedom!
I want to collapse today, out of helplessness. It's been so long since I'm pretending to be happy. Now I have no energy to pretend that I'm strong, when I have nothing inside, no place to hide within myself. I'm just a structure that belongs to the ground.
I want to collapse before dying so that I can rebuild my home out of happiness, if I ever going to feel in my life.
And if not, then I'll become this again, a baseless human, whose only purpose is to smile so widely that he becomes the most happy person, people have ever seen. Even if I have to make this smile out of concrete.
But I want to collapse today, to tell the world that I'm a human, who can cry loudly in front of the people who never imagined me crying like a baby. I want to tell them that I'm not what I look like.
Because you didn't want to lose him, you lost yourself in the process.
You became a girl who kept being mistreated and you formed a habit of saying "I'm used to it". You became a girl who kept being unappreciated and you began to tell yourself "It's okay". You became a girl who kept being undervalued and you learned how to say "I'm fine". You became a girl who kept being put last and you naturally reacted with "It's whatever". You became a girl who kept being taken for granted and you dealt with it by repeating "Everything's okay". You became a girl who kept being unhappy and you regularly told people "I'm gonna be fine". And if you're reading this right now, then you need to understand that no guy is worth losing yourself for, no guy is worth suffering for at the expense of your happiness, and no guy is worth tormenting yourself over for the sake of making him happy. At this point, perhaps losing him is the only way you'd be able to get yourself back because as much as you wouldn't want this to be true, he's the only thing that's in your way of finding yourself and he's the only reason you've lost yourself for so long.
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around.
You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more.
You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.
When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement.
They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself.
Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful.
There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around.
You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are.
The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever.
Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again.
Colours seem brighter and more brilliant.
Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all.
A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face.
In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby.
Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you.
You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do.
Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon.
You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible.
You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you.
You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end.
Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile.
Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.
"So I left foot prints ...
Foot prints on a sandy beach hundreds of miles away from home.
My footprints, saying :
'Hantie was here;
she walked this beach,
swam in this ocean,
felt this breeze in her hair
and this sun kiss her skin ...'
And ...?
So what ...?
What does it even matter?
I'm a spec of dust in a vast universe
leaving minute footprints in the sand
to be washed away by the roaring waves ...
Here today, gone in the wink of an eye ...
Other footsteps
criss crossing over
where mine was
just a breath ago
But then I hear my Father's voice ...
'It does matter ...
It always mattered ...
It for ever will
Your footprints testifies of a life
I created, a life I love ...'
And I smile, I rejoice ...
even as my footprints disappear under the waves
for ever ...
I smile, for there are other
oceans and other beaches"
Lesson learned. “If you have the ability to love, love yourself first.”
Kindness is the best form of humanity, be kind to yourself, you deserve love, dignity and respect.
I first learned to love myself in a spirit of love by caring and loving my inner child, being kind to my inner child by giving her a voice through writing has helped me build healthy boundaries where I once had none that saved my adult life.
Darling, you look beautiful when you are not aware that you are. And that makes me kind of adored you even more .
I know that you feel uncomfortable not completely knowing everything on people's perspective especially on what I thought, but sometimes I could think of not telling everything straight to you. I like it when there are random things about you that no one knows much about especially the details. I know it's kind of selfish, but I just don't want people to know that there are so much with you than they could ever imagine. I wanted to be the person left in a museum staring at an abstract nobody has deciphered it's confounding meaning that they chose to waver uncloaking the unsolved mystery.
It doesn't mean that I worry too much of losing you or for you to be stolen from my grip, but it's much of the idea of me being afraid once they discovered what makes you special or unravel the reason why you shine the brightest among the stars in the galaxy of their thoughts, they might lack knowing your true worth.
That you deserved more of what the world could offer and only if they already clearly understand this, that's the time when I'll allow you to run away from the sanctuary of my arms.
I wish you had hurt me enough, you know? Enough so i'd stop thinking about reconciling with you. Enough that the wound still sings. Enough that it occupies the largest portion of my brain so i would always remember. Because i think it was more of my doing—our end. I pushed you away because i thought you don't love me enough. You don't show enough. You don't tell me enough, and so, i thought i was the only one seeing beautiful things, you know? It pained me that you seem to be somewhere else even when i was right beside you. My loneliness pushed me to let you go because it seemed to be the only thing that's clear between us: that you don't feel the same way—that you are not as happy as me—that i am the only one holding on. You see, you did not do anything. And it sucks that it's holding me back. It sucks because i am filled with what ifs now: what if you needed to be met in a way that you could not even comprehend? What if it was my job to figure that out? What if you needed to be touched else way? What if you are telling something i could not hear? What if you did say something but i didn't listen? This is a whole fuckin' mess. I know i shouldn't blame myself for a mistake i did not do but i wish you'd hurt me enough that hearing your name boils my blood. I wish you'd hurt me enough that i can only focus on the bad things, and not the traces of my footprints that day when i walked away because i did it for me, you know? I had to be there for me because i was alone. And i wish i am not this messed up to think that it was all my fault when you could've done everything you could to keep me.
I wish you had hurt me enough, you know? Enough so i'd stop thinking about reconciling with you. Enough that the wound still sings. Enough that it occupies the largest portion of my brain so i would always remember. Because i think it was more of my doing—our end. I pushed you away because i thought you don't love me enough. You don't show enough. You don't tell me enough, and so, i thought i was the only one seeing beautiful things, you know? It pained me that you seem to be somewhere else even when i was right beside you. My loneliness pushed me to let you go because it seemed to be the only thing that's clear between us: that you don't feel the same way—that you are not as happy as me—that i am the only one holding on. You see, you did not do anything. And it sucks that it's holding me back. It sucks because i am filled with what ifs now: what if you needed to be met in a way that you could not even comprehend? What if it was my job to figure that out? What if you needed to be touched else way? What if you are telling something i could not hear? What if you did say something but i didn't listen? This is a whole fuckin' mess. I know i shouldn't blame myself for a mistake i did not do but i wish you'd hurt me enough that hearing your name boils my blood. I wish you'd hurt me enough that i can only focus on the bad things, and not the traces of my footprints that day when i walked away because i did it for me, you know? I had to be there for me because i was alone. And i wish i am not this messed up to think that it was all my fault when you could've done everything you could to keep me.
I've given up things I can't take back. This often happens in our lives for love or when you're blind and don't see the facts.
But suddenly you get up and burn from inside, roll up your arms, I won't give up
A spot of light in the dark that illuminates your soul, is reborn, you feel a wondrous power running through your soul, it is the light of insight, like a human being who lived thousands of years before, like the wisdom of an old man telling you that you are free, free, like a bird that came out of a cage, flew and took off and be happy
Someday you'll find someone who'll deserve you. Someone who will love you better. Someone who will know your worth and will give you the world. Someday, someone's gonna love you like you love me. Someone who will be there for you, someone who will fight for you and who will choose you.
Someday, all of that would happen but that someone wouldn't be me.
@ZoyaAnsari
