Stephanie Tiner

“I ain't a lover, but I want to love all your crazy imperfections,
I ain't a diver, but I want to dive into your deep warm emotions,
I ain't a reader, but I want to read messages send by your eyes,
I ain't a skylark, but I want to sing for your mesmerizing smile,
I ain't a gardener, but I want to plant seeds of ecstasy in your heart,
I ain't a writer, but I want to write about how special you're.”
― Hareem Ch, Breaking a Pledge

“Baby, it's all just smoke and mirrors,
Since you left me in choke and shivers.
Baby, it's all just crashing down,
Since you let me down.
Baby, it's all just wanting you around,
Since you turned swound.
Baby, it's all just hopeless,
Since you went headless.”
― hareem ch, Muse Buzz

“Of course I wasn't pretending!” The words exploded out of her before she could stop them. Heat spread across her cheeks.
Cas's mouth had been open, ready with a reply, and he snapped it shut.
She cleared her throat. She'd already embarrassed herself horribly, might as well finish it off. “I fully intended to ignore you, but it turns out you're very hard to ignore. I never pretended to feel anything for you, Cas. All of that was real, and definitely never part of the plan. And I should have...” A lump formed in her throat, and she swallowed, her voice shaking. “I should have warned you about the attack. I should have trusted you. I'm sorry.”
― Amy Tintera, Ruined

“The story that you wanted to write will never be pen down that way,
The chapters of incidences will variate,
The entrance and exit of characters will alter,
The starting of pages might be different,
The ending of pages might be unclear,
The attractive introduction,
The charming ending,
Considering the facts in your mind,
Concluding with ideas in your heart,
The end product will be something else,
The same goes with your life,
This person is going to be my lover, friend, helper, and well-wisher, or in case some of you decide an enemy,
We’re breathing humans,
Our thoughts, our minds, our hearts, and our souls, everything
works according to our moods, likes, dislikes, etc.,
There’s a problem with us,
There’s a fault in ourselves,
When we think that they’ll be there for us,
No, they wouldn’t be,
Why should they be?
They have a different story to live,
It’s not their duty to make your story happening,
So be delighted with your tale,
And enjoy whatever comes your way.”
― Hareem Ch, Hankering for Tranquility