“Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be damaged? Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be weak in some places?”
“Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be damaged? Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be weak in some places?”
Khadija Rupa
“What about those Promises of yours to never leave me? she asked, stammering too much this time. His cruel smirk was as gut-wrenching as his words— Promises are meant to be broken, sweetheart.”
Khadija Rupa, Unexpressed Feelings“From all my dreams where you felt everlastingto all my clothes your words used to wear,to the old end, to the new beginning,you have lost me everywhere.”
Khadija Rupa, Unexpressed Feelings“My eyes always keep searching,for something inexpressible,above the far away sky.I long to get lost,inside the evening-twilight.Silence always tickles me —in a strange way;I meet “me”in the time between sunset and darkness.”
Khadija Rupa“To show you all my scars, is not to tell you that this Dunya would always leave you wounded, and bruised, and on knees, but to show you that see, healing is always possible. Healing is easy. Healing is beautiful.”
Khadija Rupa“I threw myself so far in your depth that it took me a month to come out and notice I was actually sitting in my room. Nowhere else. Not with you.”
Khadija Rupa, Unexpressed Feelings“How could she be someone’s mistake?”
Khadija Rupa, Unexpressed Feelings“The way your curious eyes were chasing mine when I stood in front of you, I knew I had known these eyes before.”
Khadija Rupa, Unexpressed Feelings“Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be damaged? Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be weak in some places?”
Khadija Rupa, Unexpressed Feelings“Do you ever wonder, do you, why I loved you for such a long time, and still didn’t really know you?”
Khadija Rupa, Unexpressed Feelings“In that silence, I dream to be.”
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