nature express love

I rmr in elementary school I thought I had a crush on someone bc like that’s what kids do ?? and then I had a moment of panic and felt rly guilty bc I was like “what if having a crush is haram???” so I asked my mom if liking someone was haram and she told me “pyaar hai na? pyaar kabhi b haram nahi hota hai” (basically love is never haram)

and so now when I think about all of the ways that people are made to feel ashamed of who they love, I think of that moment. love? love can never be haram.

I love love love this shot of my Hera taken at SWCO by @FuryZhil on twitter.

This was right as Celebration was shutting down on the last day and we were slowly inching our towards the exit

The Rose

You were the one who’s beauty radiated
You left the rest of the garden dull, humiliated
With your pedals flowing like waves
Leading my darkest thoughts to their graves

The way you swayed in the breeze
Captivated everyone with ease
Leaving us watching in awe
That’s when you caught me heart beating raw

With my heart on my sleeve
You knew I wouldn’t pull myself to leave
So you danced towards me, closing in for the kill
Like you were a law of nature, bending me to your will

I was nothing more than a wildflower
The only feeling I gave you was of power
I couldn’t see what you really wore, horns
Until you dug into my stem with your thorns

The sun still shined beautifully, illuminating your crimson pedals
As your thorns sliced my veins, jade vessels
What we had, to you, was a game
I see that now, what a shame

The winds of life uprooted me
Pulling me away and under a tree
Out of place, without you to call my own
I was afraid I was stuck alone

I missed having my rose
You wrapped around me and we watched the stars perform their nightly shows
But I never knew your thorns were reaching for my heart
You were trying to tear me apart

Not that it leaves you sleepless 
But this new garden is nearly weedless
I’ve been doing just fine
And I have a beautiful Chrysanthemum to call mine

8

Happy Birthday Edward Cullen || 06.20.1901

I didn’t want to be the monster. I didn’t want to kill this room full of harmless children. I didn’t want to lose everything I’d gained in a lifetime of sacrifice and denial.

I wouldn’t.