I promised not to love you, but I cowered against the big decision I promised not to come back.. but I came

I promised not to die missing you……but I died, I promised a lot, and I decided repeatedly to resign from your love but can’t remember that I did.

I promised to do things bigger than me, what the newspapers will write about me tomorrow? They surely will say that I went mad, they will surely write that I committed suicide…

I promised not to be weak, but I was… and not rhetorise poetry of those eyes but I wrote… I promised not to…and not to…and not to..

But when I discovered my foolishness
I laughed…

I promised not notice your hair when it crosses in front of me…

But when it surged like night on the ground, I shrieked…  

I promised to ignore your eyes, no matter how much I miss them…. But when I saw them drizzling over me like stars, I exhaled…

I promised not to write any love letter for you, but in spite of me… I wrote…  I promised not to be in the same place that you’re in… but when I knew that you’re invited for dinner… I went.

I promised not to love you. Where? When? In any day did I promise?
Ha.. I’ve been lying…

Thank god I’ve been lying

blairwvldorf:

for someone who loves sleep so much you’d think that i’d sleep earlier

(Source: blairwvldorf, via vulnerable-w-haik)

mxhammad:

from habibi to haywan real quick

(via gardens-of-the-righteous-deacti)