Everything Quotable

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[aseaofquotes]

Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

[hicessypie]

The right person can only be the right person when it's two people choosing each other.

As much as you may have loved someone, and as incredible as they may have been, if they don't choose you, they cannot be your true dream relationship.

You’re mourning because you think you’ve lost the person you’re supposed to be with. But I can promise you, you haven’t. Because unless someone chooses you, they’re not the person you’re supposed to be with. You can be disappointed that someone wasn’t the right person, but you can’t grieve like they were, because they're not.

Disappointment takes a minute to get over, but it’s much easier to recover from disappointment than the idea that you’ve lost the love of your life. You didn’t lose that. That is still to come. Something better is coming for you.

– Matthew Hussey 

[hicessypie]

[whirlwindofstuff]

[despondentbeauty]

In another universe, you stayed.

— In this one, you didn’t and it ruined me.

[hicessypie]

Life goes on.

[hicessypie]

Move forward.

[hicessypie]

[hicessypie]

[xbakajanaino]

Missing someone who is still alive is difficult. It is not like grieving for a deceased relative or spouse. There is no finality; there is no grave to lay flowers upon, no coffin to weep over. No last good-byes. Instead, there is just the sense that a part of you is lost, somewhere out in the world, and you feel its lack constantly.

It’s as though you have lost your shadow, or some other constant companion. And no matter what you do or where you go, it is always there, on the edge of your perception, reminding you of what is gone.

So, when you miss someone, you look for them in the faces of those around you, in the way they move or laugh, and then you feel a little pang in your heart when the image fades and the voice changes. And the face is not the one you want.

When you miss someone who is still alive, you long for the chance to sit down with that person and simply be together, to let their presence fill the emptiness and make you whole again.

It is the worst kind of torture.

[xbakajanaino]

Missing someone who is still alive is difficult. It is not like grieving for a deceased relative or spouse. There is no finality; there is no grave to lay flowers upon, no coffin to weep over. No last good-byes. Instead, there is just the sense that a part of you is lost, somewhere out in the world, and you feel its lack constantly.

It’s as though you have lost your shadow, or some other constant companion. And no matter what you do or where you go, it is always there, on the edge of your perception, reminding you of what is gone.

So, when you miss someone, you look for them in the faces of those around you, in the way they move or laugh, and then you feel a little pang in your heart when the image fades and the voice changes. And the face is not the one you want.

When you miss someone who is still alive, you long for the chance to sit down with that person and simply be together, to let their presence fill the emptiness and make you whole again.

It is the worst kind of torture.

[hicessypie]

That's right, kill the fire. Quench our thirst like this. Cut the rope that links us, it's better this way. Make it rain; so hard that the flowers we planted will suffocate and die. Throw the letters i sent and i will do the same. Do not listen to the cry of the newborn flower, a monster is hiding within—a beautiful delusion we continuously entertain because we thought it's made for us. No good hurts like this. No good is crippling. I shouldn't be constantly tracing the breadcrumbs you made me settle with because it's what you're only capable of giving.

We are not right for each other. No matter how much i try to tighten the thread, it gets undone uncontrollably. And baby, maybe this is the universe's way of telling us we're meant to caress someone else. Maybe this is the universe stepping in because we're not meant to go any further. There shouldn't have been us in the first place. We were nothing but a glitch in the system. A chance encounter, a cheat day. We were two lost souls seeking for a home in the wilderness and we did find what we could. The only difference between us is you're still thinking about what's out there whereas i stopped looking the moment i found you. It hasn't been easy to be so alone in this, even with your hands all over me. 

—Mae Soraya

[hieverythingquotable]

Good-bye, my moonsong and my breath, my white nights and golden days, my fresh water and my fire. Good-bye, and may you find a better life, find comfort again and your breathless smile, and when your beloved face lights up once more at the Western sunrise, be sure what I felt for you was not in vain.

Paullina Simons, The Bronze Horseman

[hieverythingquotable]

I can’t tell you just how wonderful she is. I don’t want you to know. I don’t want any one to know.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

[hieverythingquotable]

“They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered

F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

[wordsnquotes]

And when I asked you how you’d been, I meant I missed you more than I’ve ever missed anything before.

Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via wordsnquotes)

[deuxniel]