Dilara Küyük

Dilara Küyük
This will be the rest of my life. Forced to love her from a distance. Mourn the loss of her each day. But I will. I will smother every emotion but the one that belongs to her. I will love her until I am incapable of the feeling. She is the torture I may not survive. Eagerly, she is my undoing. Her gaze lifts, meeting eyes that are not my own. Eyes of the man who gets to have her—if she allows it. She was supposed to be my forever. Now I’ll watch her become someone else’s. Because the beast doesn’t get the beauty.
Reklam
"You asked me what my favorite color was once. I’d never even pondered the answer to that question before you. And yet, I realized in that moment that it was blue.” He bends to brush a kiss to my temple, a murmur against my skin. “It is your eyes.”
"Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” she asks softly. “Like I’m worthy of being seen.”
killing me softly with his words...:'(
It’s hard to believe that something so beautiful would willingly stare at the likes of me.
You cannot be nothing when you are everything to someone else.”
Reklam