The scent of him calms my nerves & puts my mind at ease.
My husband. I am less when I am away from him. But I lost him.
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The scent of him calms my nerves & puts my mind at ease.
My husband. I am less when I am away from him. But I lost him.
I hope he always chooses me, no matter how hard it gets.
sadness be consuming tf outta me
grief is such a silly little wormhole.
the longer you try to run away from it, the deeper it will sink deep into your nerves. soon enough you'll realize you have to stop running, or else the larvae in your drinking water would turn into flies, and the flies in your dining and kitchen area would triple in number.
you need to sit with it, you need to stay and appease it until the dry clothes are folded back into your respective closet and the dirty clothes in your laundry basket are basking in the sun that peeks through your balcony.
what a silly little wormhole grief is, and yet you have to go with its flow all the while figuring your way out.
“growth isn’t always constant. relapses happen. it doesn’t erase all your success.”
— Unknown
“I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?”
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
please, i want so badly for the good things to happen.
— Sylvia Plath, 3 months before her suicide.
“You were made to be kissed, often and well.”
— George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords
i feel like i'm both too much and not enough
And if I'm meant to be alone, please take away my desire to be loved.
k.b. // unknown
"All these days without you still contain you."
—Edward Lee
No matter how long it's been, there are times when it suddenly becomes harder to breathe.
"Still, I refuse to regret you. I hope the stars are glowing wherever you are."
— Jessica Therese, A Different Kind of Heartbreak
Grief will find you in the quiet moments, even at the kitchen sink
And it hurts until it eats you alive. Changes you forever in the blink of an eye. And it’s not something that just fades overnight. It’s something that stays for the rest of your life. When you lose somebody you love.
k.b. // nina nesbitt - when you lose someone