Zainab <3

Love is parasitic, it’s painful and it’s inconvenient.

Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human.

How is it that there was never you until there was? And then it was all you

Dreams are illustrations from the book your soul is writing about you
          

You are so busy being boring that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are

I loved you as Icarus loved the sun- too close, too much

My love for you was bulletproof, but you’re the one who shot me

Once upon a time there was a silence that dreamed of becoming a song, then I found you and now everything is music

Even when the world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you

Poetry is a lifelong war waged against ineffable beauty