we often call it love
because it's easier
than
admitting how desperately lonely we are

I loved you
not for the things you were but for the things you made me feel

cracked lips
shadows under her eyes
messy hair
her hands between her thighs
it was then, when he looked at her closely, he realized how real she was.  he took her face in his hands
looked her into the eyes and knew he  wouldnt change a thing

we all are just so carried away by the idea of falling in love that we are barely aware of the consequences of landing. love can be so strong , stronger than gravity and while falling when some find wings to fly higher,some hit the ground so hard that they stay broken forever

the best kind of love they say is the one without any expectations. loving someone who may never feel the same about you.  love in which you give your everything and ask for nothing in return.most beautiful kind of love but also most painful one. sometimes its damage is irreversible.

they say science has all the answers
but i deny
cause i dont think science can define

how just looking at you can make my heart stop and also make it rush

or how your eyes have trapped me into them like a black hole does

and how your presence can dim the lights

i dont think science can explain

how your love works like gravity, making me fall for you so hard

He destroys me, I know
But why do I still want him?  
This cant be love but then what is it?    
He is the worst thing ever happened  to me
But still a beautiful misery
 Just like drugs, I crave for him and he's killing me