Oh How Painful It Is To Realise How Much I Love You And To Look At Your Charming Eyes Just To Realise
Oh how painful it is to realise how much I love you and to look at your charming eyes just to realise they don't have the love for me anymore
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"Why is it that when the story ends we begin to feel all of it"
- Rupi Kaur | the sun and her flowers
This for all the broken friendships we couldn't save
This for all the words we didn't say cause we were afraid they will not understand
This for all the promises which were not meant to fulfil
This for all the more than friends less than lovers
The movie in my mind is blue-- As June runs into warm July I think of little else but you.
- from June to December : Summer Villanelle
-"Gardening with the Son I Will Never Have", Ocean Vuong, Burnings
The fact that no one knows where I am is my only happiness. If only I could prolong this forever! It would be far more just than death. I am empty and futile in every corner of my being, even in my unhappiness.
-Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
-Anne Carson, from The Glass Essay
"If you want to kill somebody, conquer his heart, Then leave slowly and leave them between death and madness."
~ Nizar Qabbani
"That was a long time ago, but it’s wrong what they say about the past, I’ve learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out. Looking back now, I realize I have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years".
-Khaled Hosseini, The kite runner
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