"π΄ππ π‘βππ, πππ πππππ¦ πππβπ‘, πππ¦ ππππππ π½π’ππ"
"πΎπππ ππ ππππ , ππ πππππππ"
"π»πππ π° ππππ ππππ πππ πππππππ π° πππππππ πππ πππ πππ ππππ"
And then September to heal it.
God made the month August to break my heart
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
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
-Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940β1956
βWhat did my fingers do before they held him?"
-Sylvia plath
βShe turned to me and said, βhold meβ. So I dropped the world I had been holding and picked her up with both hands.β
-Zachary K Douglas
I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.
Charles Bukowski, Love is a dog from hell
-Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
Even death has a heart
-Markus Zusak,Β The Book Thief