The craving for you
never seems to slow itself,
never seems to stop.
— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
(via eyesofalateralus)
The craving for you
never seems to slow itself,
never seems to stop.
— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
(via eyesofalateralus)
My memory loves you; it asks about you all the time.
— Jonathan Carroll (via selflessheart)
(Source: hellanne, via thebonepalaceballet)
It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.
— Sylvia Plath (via beautifulytragic)
(Source: youcreatedthismonster, via flowerbuds)
Even as I hold you, I am letting you go.
— Alice Walker (via larmoyante)
She’s never where she is,” I said. “She’s only inside her head.
— White Oleander (via skin-n-bones)
(Source: bobcharley, via halfemptychest)
I told myself you are not allowed to hurt me anymore. That’s what hurts the most.
— Iain Thomas (via wordsthat-speak)
(via wordsthat-speak)
When you’re young, you think it’s going to be solved by love. But it never is. Being close - as close as you can get - to another person only makes clear the impassable distance between you.
— Nicole Krauss (via thechocolatebrigade)
I did not need to know if he could love me.
I needed to know if he could need me.
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via adderalldust)
(Source: durianquotes, via adderalldust)
Sometimes I miss you
the way someone drowning
remembers the air.
— Tim Seibles (via de-licacy)
(Source: larmoyante, via citrum)
I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via larmoyante)
When I waked, I cried to dream again.
— William Shakespeare, The Tempest (via grecianurn)
(Source: satisfy-your-hearts-desire1, via grecianurn)
Ghosts don’t haunt us. That’s not how it works. They’re present among us because we won’t let go of them.
— Sue Grafton, M Is for Malice (via quotes-shape-us)
(via fearbreeze)