The only love I know:
Is to love
But not be loved back.
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The only love I know:
Is to love
But not be loved back.
Me: I've been feeling so at peace lately. *Single for years. Has only been in-love once*
Also me: *On all the dating apps. Emotionally unavailable. Too self aware to care.*
Also me: Maybe I should fall in love.
We lived in the valley of bullshit.
“I don’t just want words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
And, just like that,
You reverted to being a stranger again.
Your words,
Touch,
Affection,
Love.
Were never real...
That's the part that hurts.
There is comfort, in the darkness.
For what lil light flickers,
Shadows your absence.
I miss you more,
than I can admit.
“Kiss me like you don’t need air. Hold me like you can’t let go. Love me like you’d die without me.”
— Sarah Doughty
You redefine what love means to me
Missing you...
Is like a hunger,
No meal can satisfy.
Unless that meal is you.
“I want to look back and say that I was alive. That I didn’t turn my back. That I tried. That I was happy.”
— Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited
“I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.”
— Pablo Neruda
Te amo, is no different
From, te quiero.
But I love calling you
Mi amor.
Love & peace,
Both coming from the same place.
Deep, deep, deep inside of me.
I never knew I could find it,
In myself...
A love. Like this...
And to then find it within,
Someone, like you.
“You have no idea what a charming memory you are to me.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche
With you asleep beside me.
My mind wandered to dark places.
About us. About me.
& my past relationships.
I asked myself "Does my new relationship with you give me what I want & need in a relationship?" And... I found myself answering "yes" But, what if?! "But it won't. It won't be like any of the times before, because we are not like any of the times before."