Your Nurse

“I am deeply wounded, love. I can’t stay here for a long time”, he uttered.

“God would mended the wounded parts of you”, I replied.

“He sent you an amazing nurse”, I added.

“Who?”, he asked.

“Me. My deep affection for you would somehow lessened the pain that you’re feeling”, I answered.


A Note to Myself

Never lose the person who loves you most more than their selves. Don’t ever hurt them because the time will come that they will get tired understanding your fucking attitude and don’t let that scenario happens, we don’t know the possibilities what will happen next, maybe one day, you will regret it because they already gone. So as long as he’s here on Earth, make sure you give them the love, time and efforts because they deserve it.

What Love Is

Love is something like the clouds that were in the sky before the sun came out. You can’t touch the clouds; but you feel the rain and know how glad the flowers and the thirsty Earth are to have it after a hot day. You can’t touch love either; but you feel the sweetness that it pours into everything. Without love you wouldn’t be happy.

© Helen Keller, The Day Language Came Into My Life