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qvotable

“And all I loved, I loved alone.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

chequerootlurks

niknak79

sandandglass

brasspistol

every time I see this it gets reblogged

astraea6

since 1989

beautifulimpairment

‘there’s too much risk in loving,” the young boy said.

‘no,’ said the old man, ‘there’s too much risk in not.

beautifulimpairment

the most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of those depths.

elisabeth kubler-rass

your-sir-always

I must admit, I do have my moments where you randomly come to mind. I begin to remember all our little moments during the years you and I were together. It amazes me how far we’ve come and how far we’ve drifted away from each other. Who would have thought all those years would go down the drain. Who would of thought way back then that we would be where we are today.

themysticscoven

“We can’t start something new if your old lovers still swim in the crevices of your heart and create whirlwinds in your mind. We can’t reach for love if your fingers are still gripping on to the edges of theirs and your palms are still seared by the burning of their last goodbye.”

— Sophia E., I Need Someone In the Now With Me

memoryslandscape-deactivated202

“This morning, I recalled an old love, fondly, as one should, / Without the what-if. Recall is perhaps the wrong word. / Slightly ouf of focus, between the gaps and lacunae that riddle memory, / I saw her face, or rather a look she’d give me sometimes / That meant to me then bewildered affection, / As if already she could imagine her life beyond me.”

— Eric Pankey, from “Fragment,” Crow-Work: Poems (MIlkweed, 2015)