Flipping through the pages of my diary

So the next time i meet someone  I hope i meet someone kind Who knows the language of gentleness  Touch of empathy Heart of compassion Crumbled hearts on the floor She walks in to hold me close I thought the world is an apathetic place With cruel hearts wallking in every lane who would not spare a moment to hurt me again but you proved me wrong There are days when i lose my trust  in human connections but  there's someone who comes all the way in  to make me believe in humanity again Kindness flows in this world  with so much ease I have witnessed strangers rooting for me I have felt energies so pure and safe There's a home for me in every corner of this world, in every person who hugs me close and only wishes good for me There is a world for sure where people like me are looking for people like these There still so much of love here where i am sometimes in people, places and in us So the next time i meet someone  I want someone who stays this time Someone who doesn't leave

Sometimes the people we feel ours are not ours, sometimes the place you feel the most beautiful is not the most beautiful, sometimes the scars that feels too deep are only shallow, sometimes a place that feels like home is only a house, sometimes the colour you find your favorite is not your favorite anymore, sometimes the name you loved calling is no longer the name you would want to hear again, sometimes the song that took your breath away is just another option to play, sometimes the books you read repeatedly are the books you haven't touched since ages.  Life makes us different with time, you will not recall yourself if you look at your old version and that sight might trigger you in itself when you realize you don't enjoy the things you once did and thought would never get over it. But unfortunately, fortunately that's life! We all have outgrown things, people, places, memories, hobbies, interests, and feelings. Who's fault is this? Perhaps noone's.  I quoted a

Will we end up together? Shuffle shuffle Shuffle (×2) 10 of swords, 8 of swords, 5 of pentacles  Shuffle Shuffle Shuffle (×4) 4 of cups, 3 of swords, 5 of wands Shuffle Shuffle Shuffle (×8) The lovers, the heirophant, the world  Does he love me? Cards spread Pick one 7 of swords  Pick again Judgement  Pick again King of wands I always felt  To know the future  Is a blessing  But now I feel it's a curse too To know we won't last together  But to still love you  a little more than before every next day Wishing fate will change,  our paths will coincide  And then someday when  i will draw cards like 8 of cups, 3 of swords, I won't believe in them To validate our love  That day I won't lose sleep over cards That day, I'll be free  I'll be free I'll be free And i'll love us freely  Without any fear Without any limitation  Without any doubt Without any future  Until then  I think i'm not ready I'm not ready for your love  Because i'm too fearful of

Wherever i am right now, it's so peaceful here. My head is in a calm place and i can really feel my breaths. When i sleep, i no longer count on sheeps, i fall in my bed, and i open my eyes the next morning.  As you grow up, you get tired of drama.  Then, you just want genuine things, honest people and bright moments. As i grew up, i just wanted real people, people who would choose me again and again. I didn't want to get into a cat fight over a guy, i didn't want to lose my sleep over someone all night, i didn't want to argue over something where i just wished to be understood, i didn't want to seek validation, i didn't want to hide, i didn't want to complain, i didn't want to wait for someone who perhaps may never come back, i didn't want to beg someone to stay, i didn't want to write letters to someone i love because i was petrified of them using it against me, i didn't want to trust someone blindly, i didn't want to take confessions s