[nightlyquotes]

“I think I might always be in some kind of love with you.”

— F. Cabanes

[honestyhour]

To the one who shared my love for coffee, music, bagels and butter paneer:

I miss you. The gap you've left will never be filled.

[emotionalwords]

[mikefrawley]

Until We Meet Again

Do I love you of course I do how could I not lifetimes shared within endlessly everchanging stories now I am ancient, fading and soon I must leave yet not one single tear should kiss your cheek for I, and our love will be patiently waiting until we meet again as soulmates, lovers strangers and friends in yet another time on the other side

[honestyhour]

If you're still wondering if you've made an impact,

You should know that I'm still bruised from our collision.

[honestyhour]

I miss you. Can we talk?

[honestyhour]

Somewhere in the multiverse, you and I are one.

[missinyouiskillingme]

“And if we ever meet again, then I’ll have so much more to say.”

— R.R.

[missinyouiskillingme]

What if I never forget you? What if, all my life, when I meet someone new, I can never fall for them because they aren't you?

[missinyouiskillingme]

I hope you find someone you can’t live without. I really do. And I hope you never have to know what it’s like to have to try and live without them.

— Kiera Cass, The Selection

[thepersonalquotes]

[dumblr]

Like I had a choice?

[remanence-of-love]

[honestyhour]

No matter how hard I try,

I cannot seem to find a way to untangle my heart from yours.

I don't understand why they call it "letting go," as if you can dangle your pain and grief on the edge of a cliff, and with one action, you can drop it into the ocean and feel a sense of relief.

[iambrillyant]

“if they’re willing to let a connection die because of their ego, then their absence is never really a loss. mourn what ended if you must, but make room to celebrate all the awareness you’ve gained from their actions.”

— iambrillyant

[remanence-of-love]

[missinyouiskillingme]

still not over it and I don’t know if I ever will be

[missinyouiskillingme]

And I still hope that one day I'll get that drunk text from you telling me how much you miss me. Not because I miss you, but because I hope you regret that it ended the way it did.