Quote 21 Oct 166,210 notes

you didn’t love her.

you just didn’t want to be alone.

or maybe, she was just good for your ego.

or, or maybe she just made you feel better about your miserable life.

but you didn’t love her,

because you don’t destroy people you love.

— Greys Anatomy (via plantful)

(Source: paleiure)

Quote 21 Oct 835 notes
In the last text I sent you,
I asked you never to text me again.
I spent an hour arranging and rearranging six words.
Because I knew that if you did I wouldn’t be able to say no.
You said there were other ways.
That it didn’t have to be black or white,
that you could change.
I memorized the way that the corners of your mouth fit perfectly beneath my lips.
And I asked God to forgive me for not being able to let go of that memory.
It is hard for us too.
For women.
They think it is just the men.
That only men grind beneath the fitnah of someone’s bare skin,
but the veins in your forearms made my heart flutter.
And I knew that one day,
when my yearning for God overwhelmed my yearning for you
that I’d have to shatter into a million tiny pieces to let you go.
And when that day came,
when my love for God was more
important than stolen glances across a table of friends,
or stolen kisses squished into the back seat of someone’s dying car,
or brushing hands when no one was looking,
I began to crack.
When I called you on the phone that night to say it had to end, you said that if I knew how much you liked me I’d be scared.
I was glad you couldn’t read my thoughts.
You said,“but, we are both Muslim?”
and those words made every inch of my skin red hot, because I knew then that you didn’t understand.
“I know” I whispered into the phone,
“Which is why we have to fear God”
“But, we haven’t done anything haram” you whispered in a way that made me think, that you really did believe that, that were true.
I thought of all of the Astagfirullahs I have said since knowing you,
and thought of all of the oceans I could fill.
Your voice got quiet,
“Fine then, we will just get married”
but late night whispered proposals over the phone, are only desperate solutions for earthly pains.
And we were not prescribed for each other, we were only meant to be lessons in each others lives.
Lessons on how loving the poison of this Dunya can only break your heart,
but that there is always someone waiting to repair it.
So when it was time to say Goodbye, you breathed into the phone for two whole minutes before you choked out “please don’t go”,
and after I hung up I sat listening to the screeching dial tone for half an hour,
Letting it tell me that I had done the right thing, but that I had waited too long.
— Key Ballah, Sacrifice (via keywrites)

wow.

(via waayfarer)

Hurts

(via bitch-all-up-in-yo-face)
Quote 21 Oct 510 notes
Be sure that someday you’ll praise and thank God
For your unanswered prayers
That once you had wept for them.
— Shams Tabrizi  (via al-sabur)

(Source: random-expressions)

Quote 21 Oct 501 notes
How can I be reasonable? To me our love was everything and you were my whole life. It is not very pleasant to realize that to you it was only an episode.
— W. Somerset Maugham (via observando)

Tired

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Quote 20 Oct 1,946 notes
I throw my passport in the sea,
And name you my country.
I throw all my dictionaries in the fire,
And name you my language.
— Nizar Qabbani  (via dubainian)

(Source: kathleenjoy)

Quote 20 Oct 555 notes

سنا ہے دن کو اسے تتلیاں ستاتی ہیں
سنا ہے رات کو جگنو ٹھہر کے دیکھتےہیں

I have heard that the butterflies tease her during the day
I have heard that the fireflies stop and stare at her at night

— Ahmed Faraz (via honeyandelixir)
Photo 20 Oct 5,089 notes chaiandpoetry:

tzakartinsani:

Nizar Qabbani

Qabbani does it again…pulling on my heartstrings!

chaiandpoetry:

tzakartinsani:

Nizar Qabbani

Qabbani does it again…pulling on my heartstrings!

via .
Photo 20 Oct 240 notes portraitsofmiddleeast:

Syria’s Oldest Refugee’s Series: Dagha, 101

Dagha used to listen to the sound of shells falling in Syria from her family’s little tent in Lebanon. Sitting quietly on the hill, she would mend clothes and try to figure out which part of her homeland the shelling was coming from. Then she suffered a stroke.
Now partially paralysed, she can only squeeze the hands of family and friends who come up to give her a kiss. Every week, news arrives of more people who have died in her home village – including relatives. Her family say she often cries in her sleep.
“Her biggest fear is that she’ll die in Lebanon,” says Fatima, Dagha’s granddaughter. “Before her stroke, when she was still able to talk as clearly as a teenager, she’d say, ‘Bury me elsewhere when I die. Bury me in Syria – please promise me you’ll bury me at home.’ ”

portraitsofmiddleeast:

Syria’s Oldest Refugee’s Series: Dagha, 101

Dagha used to listen to the sound of shells falling in Syria from her family’s little tent in Lebanon. Sitting quietly on the hill, she would mend clothes and try to figure out which part of her homeland the shelling was coming from. Then she suffered a stroke.

Now partially paralysed, she can only squeeze the hands of family and friends who come up to give her a kiss. Every week, news arrives of more people who have died in her home village – including relatives. Her family say she often cries in her sleep.

“Her biggest fear is that she’ll die in Lebanon,” says Fatima, Dagha’s granddaughter. “Before her stroke, when she was still able to talk as clearly as a teenager, she’d say, ‘Bury me elsewhere when I die. Bury me in Syria – please promise me you’ll bury me at home.’

Quote 20 Oct 10 notes
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay (via dil-e-be-ikhtiyaar)
Video 20 Oct 433 notes
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Photo 20 Oct 77 notes

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Quote 20 Oct 20,870 notes
Lie down and look up at the ceiling and breathe with those curiously fragile lungs of yours and remind yourself: Don’t worry. Don’t worry. All is as it was meant to be. It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and heaving. Don’t worry.
— The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home, Condos (via splitterherzen)

(Source: headofporridge)

Video 20 Oct 43 notes

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arizonaxtears:

❤️❤️❤️❤️

Ya Hussein ya shaheed 💚❤️
Video 20 Oct 741 notes

daughterofali:

imamali:

Iraqi Army serving the visitors of Imam Hussain (AS)

The Iraqi army in Karbala and Najaf are soooooooooooo nice. They actually look out for you.


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