𝗟𝗔𝗞𝗢𝗠𝗔 | 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚

You hurt by my change, but not by what you did to me. You are shocked by my distance, yet you forget you are the one who pushed me to it.
You blame my reaction, as if your actions were not the cause. How are you surprised by the scar, when you are the one who created the wound?

لا أملكٌ عدواً حقيقياً كل من تصادم معي كان إما معجباً بشخصيتي أو يريد أن يكون أنا أو يرى قباحته أمام نقائي.

l keep wondering when I’ll finally get to hold you in the rain, with nothing around us but the sound of the drops and the feeling of having you close. I don’t want a perfect moment or a beautiful place; I just want you there, in front of me, so I can hold you like I’ve been waiting for that moment forever. Maybe one day the rain will fall, and instead of missing you from a distance, I’ll finally have you in my arms.