words on pictures

i wish i could save all your kisses into a jar. then use it on days when i am sad and you’re away. then use it on days when i am happy and i need a celebratory kiss. then use it on days when i give up and i need you to tell me to keeping moving on. then use it on days when i just miss you. i wish i could save all your kisses in a jar.
—  struggles of long distance//nikitagupta
the thought of breaking up with you scares me. the thought of another girl kissing you scares me. the thought of you holding someone else’s hand scares me. the thought of you sharing your bed with her scares me. the thought of you ranting to her scares me. the thought that you’ll replace me so easily scares me.
—  //nikitagupta

Our love was more than a spark;
it is a wildfire—immense and perilous.
Regardless how much we knew we could
destroy everything we have, we risked.
We ought to surmise that we can
deal with the casualties. But look at
where our valor lead us, my love,
all we could see are ashes
from everything we set on fire.