In Your Eyes

Love, I get so lost, sometimes days pass and this emptiness fills my heart. When I want to run away I drive off in my car, but whichever way I go I come back to the place you are... Love, I don't like to see so much pain, so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away. I get so tired of working so hard for our survival, I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive... All my instincts, they return and the Grand Facade, so soon will burn. Without a noise, without my pride, I reach out from the inside... In your eyes the light the heat, In your eyes I am complete. In your eyes I see the doorway to a thousand churches, the resolution of all the fruitless searches. In your eyes I see the light and the heat In your eyes, oh I want to be that complete I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes...

[kulturtava-deactivated20170606]

[larkspuraster]

I crave the side of you that you don’t show to anyone else.

(via awkwarddly)

[anamorphosis-and-isolate]

[8-bitfiction]

[psychofactz]

[lavendr-lips]

She talks about you like you put the stars in the sky

she looks at you like that too  (via deserted-streets)

[fever-sick-deactivated20151120]

Brand New-At The Bottom

-coffeefilledlungs.tumblr.com

[truekardemomme]

I could tell you That for me Any place is home, As long as it’s you Who opens The door

Elvira Sastre (via tomlinloustarry)

[fyp-psychology]

Love isn’t something natural. Rather it requires discipline, concentration, patience, faith, and the overcoming of narcissism. It isn’t a feeling, it is a practice.

Erich Fromm, The Art of Loving (via fyp-psychology)

[themountainlaurel-deactivated20]

[psychofactz]

[yoursummerdreamz]

[sad-quotes-about-love]

[naturaekos]

“When you develop an infatuation for someone, you always find a reason to believe that this is exactly the person for you.”

 Leonardo DiCaprio (via celestinevibes)

[mistakes-]

[lintott-blog]

no one ever likes me as much as i like them and that’s it 

[purplebuddhaproject]

I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it – to be fed so much love I couldn’t take any more. Just once.

Haruki Murakami (via purplebuddhaproject)