“Not everyone who is single is lonely; not everyone who is taken is in love.”
— Unknown
“I am not the whiskey you want, I am the water you need.”
— Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey
“All relationships have one law: never make the one you love feel alone, especially when you’re there.”
— Unknown
Preciso de tus brazos, de tu pecho, de tu paz… de tu respiración sosegada besándome los oídos… de ese perfume dulzón que brota de tu boca al acariciarme con su lengua las heridas. Hoy te extraño más que nunca, la única razón de mi vida.
I need your arms, your chest, your peace... your calm breathing kissing my ears... that sweet perfume that gushes from your mouth as it caresses my wounds with its tongue. Today I miss you more than ever, the only reason for my life.
Source: esuemmanuel
I hope you have
the courage to forgive
all the people
that never asked for
forgiveness.
I know life is a mix of both joys and tragedies but can we all marvel at just how many delicious meals you will get to eat and how many people will love you and you will love in return? Can we just think about the belly laughs you will have and how often you will get to scream in delight and cry happy tears? Think of all the sunsets and the moonlit nights you are yet to experience and how the wind will whisper folk songs into your ears and most of all, there will be warmth waiting for you out of the cold and a cool breeze for every hot summers day.
“I’m not sure which is worse: intense feeling, or the absence of it.”
— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
I say less. Perhaps because—I suspect—I feel more. If I were to put words to it, we’d be in deep waters indeed.
Emma Donoghue, Reader, I Married Him: Stories Inspired by Jane Eyre; from ‘Since First I Saw Your Face’
How had we arrived at a point when what we wanted to say to each other was now floating in the pauses that dominated the conversation?
Bret Easton Ellis, from 'The Shards'
The worst part of being awake is suddenly missing every me I used to be.
Quintessence: the Quotidian, Chen Chen
the one I wait for doesn’t come
Alejandra Pizarnik, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972: On This Night, In This World; from ‘On Another Night, In Another World’, tr. Yvette Siegert
In the same way that a night of sleep put wrinkles in a bedsheet, just being alive took a toll.
― Rin Usami, "Idol, Burning" (translated by Asa Yoneda)
R. Kolewe, Afterletters; from 'No Letters' (based on quotations from Ingeborg Bachmann and Isaiah 59:21)
Dulce María Loynaz, tr. by James O’Connor, from Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems
[Text ID: “There is still one difference left between us. You have a tenderness grown weary and I have a weariness grown tender.”]
"How do I stop carrying everything that has ever happened to me?"
– If My Body Could Speak, Book by Blythe Baird
[text id:
"let me be gentle with you," he said, "allow me to feel your soul."
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