“What is there to say? You know how much I have loved you.”
— Zelda Fitzgerald, “Letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald,” February 1935 (via words-and-coffee)
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“What is there to say? You know how much I have loved you.”
— Zelda Fitzgerald, “Letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald,” February 1935 (via words-and-coffee)
I’m no longer interested in pain. it doesn’t inspire me, it doesn’t motivate me, I don’t think it’s a beautiful thing. I’ve spent too long making suffering a part of my personality
how do I stop my sadness from robbing me of the man I love
God knows I want this man for a lifetime
And I hope if ever I am worthy of jannah, that you are too. Because nights like these- nights when I am all ache and all missing, there is nothing I want more than you and silence and endless time.
“All those nights looking up at the sky, wanting to be there Away from the grief of being here”
— Charles Wright, from “To Giacomo Leopardi in the Sky,” The Other Side of the River (Random House, 1984)
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