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Memories are like the waves across the ocean and tonight I am drowning....
-s
You don't like the bitterness of coffee until you are with the person with whom you have spent eternities together in the past, so the realization hits that it's the only pathway to your memories of childhood.
So you sip the bitterness calmly in hope of turning back time and meeting the daffodils you once grew together in your garden of innocence.....
~s
Falling in love is like a fairytale
Cause fairytales never existed
just like my love..
- Rz
-Fyodor Dostoevsky, Poor People
-Mahmoud Darwish, from "In the Presence of Absence," originally published in 2006
I heard you're growing flowers in your garden.
Glad to know that you finally understood
how to take care of violets
Without tearing them apart.
For it being a month already,
I am slowly forgetting your voice, your touch, your eyes
And every beautiful thing about you
Including your bitter sweet lies.
I can't recall your face
Your memories are blurring out
Still here I am standing in the Dark
Repeatedly cleaving and bleeding my old wounds
It's been one year already.
How I left my scarf in your place deliberately,
Wishing you would come back in my life to return it
You didn't and I realise winter will be bitter this year
-dactylicreveries //
Even death has a heart
-Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
-Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes (Platinum Fiction Series)
-Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever
-Emily Brontë, from “Wuthering Heights”
They were wrong, love is never enough to keep someone with you.
-Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility
Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last: New Poems
Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness
-Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
-J.R.R. Tolkien, the return of the king
-Vladimir Nabokov, from letter to Vera Nabokov dated July 1923, featured in Letters to Vera
Here is my hand, he said Here is my hand that will not harm you.
— Louise Glück Epithalamium from "Descending Figure.”
Even though it's not that big of a achievement but the girl who randomly downloaded Tumblr one evening will be very proud of me.
Thank you for 100 followers <<3
"If you want to kill somebody, conquer his heart, Then leave slowly and leave them between death and madness."
~ Nizar Qabbani
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights
— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter to Arthur Davison Ficke
So all of it will heal one day or I will just get used to it?
Their was before you and their was during you. For some reason I never thought their will be after you, but their was and I was in it.
-Colleen Hoover // Reminders of him