Mariem Sherif

Love is not a game. Love is not about rules. Love is about souls, about hearts, and about that mirror that we allow to reflect our spirits so that we are truly naked before each other.

This thing will pass — your boredom, your suffering, the idea that you hate your life, that your love is worthless, that you will never be good at anything.

I have waited for someone to care enough to pass by my house just to see how I am doing. For the phone to ring because someone missed me.

The wrong person is not really wrong. No one is ever entirely wrong. No one is ever entirely anything.

Ever asked yourself that? Why some people hate themselves so much or why you are one of those people yourself?

He’ll do something wrong to you and won’t even realize it.

As a person with oversized feelings, you have to know that your observations will be true so many times.

Someone out there, like you, is waiting for another who wants to talk about favorite books.

Being attracted to cool, easygoing people but still knowing that I’m not as cool, made me grow a sensation of fear of rejection.

Things didn’t work out as you hoped and you realized that just because two people love each other, that gives no guarantee they’ll make it through love.

You can’t hate something so violently unless a part of you also loves it.

Maybe I don’t want to stop loving you
Maybe I don’t even want to love anyone else