we are all lost, wandering, trying to get to a place we can call home.

– zaynahwrites


hands trembling I unwillingly handed over parts of myself others had not seen

I’m hope that one day

You would yearn

To make me feel

once again

To reassure me

Yet I still dream of a parallel universe in which you feel an ounce of what I do. I simply smile, at the thought of a happily ever after with you.

– zaynah

The butterflies in my stomach are wide awake, just at the thought of you. There is an empty space in my heart, longing for you to make me feel whole.

– zaynah