I still don’t know when enough is enough
Am I hurting myself?
So much time that you’ve lived in my mind
Tired of not knowing when enough is enough

Azaleas in Spring
Know their blush will soon wither.
Still grateful, they bloom.

Love is vast. It's immensible.
Love can be someone else's joy while it can be someone else's pain.
Love can feel so wonderful and yet can be easily taken for granted or taken away.
But what makes a GREAT love story?

Is it the person
you decided to spend your whole life with
but his heart went astray
and you ask yourself
"Wasn't I enough?"
But you still choose to forgive him, accept him
and love him
even when he least deserved it.

Is it the person right in front of you
The way he treats you
the way he serves other people
that's beyond compare
One look at him
You say to yourself
"He's the most beautiful person"
His smile, his heart
He was your everything
But in a glimpse,
the disease took him away.

Is it the person
you've committed yourself to
the person you shower with your utmost care
the person you continue to pursue
the person you keep choosing to love
even when you've questioned yourself and your gestures,
"Is this still all worth it?"
but you swallow your pride
and still patiently wait for her to give you the affection
like she used to.

Is it the person you first met
and in an instant you knew she was the one
Til it became a dream come true
to finally have her to spend the rest of your life with
Not knowing those years could be abruptly cut short
So you watched her
as she went through all the tests, losing her hair,
But you stood by, became her pillar of strength,
and she continued to fight
and came out from it gracefully
proving, "Our faith is bigger than this."

Is it the couple
who've been married for more than a decade
who thought they already knew each other so well
and yet day by day
they were always discovering
something new from each other
Day by day, there were struggles
Desires and needs not being met
The stress was beginning to take
its toll on their marriage
But they humbled themselves
before each other, and decided,
"We're going to put in the effort.
We're not giving up on us."

All these stories are great.
After all, love is forgiveness.
Love is chasing after her heart. It is patient.
Love is trust. Love is respect.
Love is never giving up and
sometimes love also means letting go.

When the branches are weary
And the leaves could only
Helplessly fall on the ground,
The birds sigh in unison.

When the clouds are in deep burden—
They try to hold it in for quite a while
Until a sudden downpour occurs,
And nostalgia creeps into every person.

As you watch all these happen,
You come to realize that sometimes
It's okay to just give in to the universe,
Because beauty isn't always in holding on.

When I try to hold on to a lovely present
its gift disappears.

You are the bright place for me
Who made me think there are thousands of capacities even if you're unaware

You've made me lovable and it's lovely to be loveble to the one I love

You've painted my life with full of colours more than in your own canvas .
You didn't take anything from me instead you've left intense emotions in me .

You've made me believe in uncertainty , because at the end of the day it is memories we cherish not dates .

You've made me notice small beautiful things
You've made me rational and emotional at the same time .

You've made me feel I'm not disappointing .

You've showed me i don't need to stand on a mountain to feel I'm at the top of the world , but I need someone to love who will stand beside me .

You've shuned my intuitions beyond i could've imagine.  

I am scared to be ordinary and you are interesting , wanderer , different and that's why I love you .

And in some moments i fear losing hold of your hand .
You know how much terrible i feel when I can't be there for you to make you put to in a peaceful sleep .

In the midst of imperfections , you've showed me there is such thing as a perfect day .

I have these feeling's as if I am waiting for something , and when I see you i realise it's you .

You are my escape , you are the bright place where I wander . A place uncountable things to notice and I have all the time in the world to look closely to them .

But One day you left , because you were bright place not with lights but with fire .

You we're buring brighten up other's lives .
But the difference is i am very close to you and you know when we get close to fire ..🖤🖤