𝗜𝗻𝗲𝗳𝗳𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 | poetry + proses |

You taught me the art of blooming, of how you can bloom in the places one cant even imagine of. There are strands of you which saw violets in my hazel eyes, sunflowers in my golden soul and roses in my beating heart. So this book is dedicated to Amrit, a person who bloomed a dandelion in the barren field, a dead heart which longed for soft warmth.

(to be loved by you is like being loved by all the godly creations)