Look into my eyes and tell me I a matter. Then in my eyes see how it’s always been you who matters.
SHRUTHI SAGARIt’s easier to say love doesn’t come to you rather than explaining why you push it away.
More Shruthi Sagar Quotes
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This ocean of love swallowed my paper heart whole.
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You are a nameless prayer, my heart begs to be brought again to existence.
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Brown daughters are just fragile glass houses always on the verge of shattering.
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You say you don’t care but every time he gets hurt you feel the pain too.
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They said everything I lost will come back to me. I said -everything I’ve lost is too lost to ever come back to Me.
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My grief screams. It screams to be free. For too long it has been trapped in me.
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I hope you find someone, who pours love like rain during monsoon, onto all broken parts of you.
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This cruel world fails to embrace the beauty of tender souls and then wonders why everyone turns cold?
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There are dreams in my eyes that hold you. Even with the moon and the stars, I would still look at you. On the hard days, I hope you remember what you mean to me. You are magic the world failed to see. You are my dream come true.
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Fault was neither yours nor mine, it’s just that it wasn’t the right time.
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I honor pain, for it is because of pain my touch has become tender, my words kinder and my heart humbler.
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You greet people and are fooled by their smiles. I greet people and I’m haunted by the pain in their eyes.
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Look at me, comforting you with the words I wish someone spoke to me.
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She was light. In the way she smiled, in the way kindness poured from her soul, and in the way her heart melted. If you ever looked carefully, you could see it in her eyes; a thousand storms but she stood there like the sun with a smile.
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I keep you in my heart, like a dream unfulfilled. Like an incomplete wish. Like something I can crave but never have. Ever since the beginning of time, what has love been anyway? if not longing or heartbreak?
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