When I told you we had to end it, that we had to go on our own separate paths, I wanted you to say no. I wanted you to tell me you would never let me go. I wanted you to say that you couldn’t imagine living life without me, that you would never love anyone as much as you loved me, even if it sounds a little selfish. I wanted you to fight for me, to stop me from leaving. But all you said was, “I’ve been thinking the same thing for a while now.”
-Wendy Cope, excerpt of "From June to December" (A Summer Villanelle)
“Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.”
— Franz Kafka
I guess im waiting for love that feels as comfortable as when im alone
She's the kind of woman you lose while chasing others, and you'll spend a lifetime finding a replacement.
at least once a day you should read a poem that slices you clean in half. and then you go to the post office or something
Never stop being a good person because of bad people.
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