We are all untitled

[neverbreakheart]

[remanence-of-love]

[remanence-of-love]

[bnmxfld]

“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.”

— Jack Kerouac / The Dharma Bums

[quotemadness]

“Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.”

— Emery Allen 

[quotemadness]

“Do you think it’s possible that some people are born to give more love than they will ever get back in return?”

— Tyler Knott Gregson 

[bnmxfld]

Jack Kerouac / The Dharma Bums

[remanence-of-love]

[iglovequotes]

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[poemswords]

“It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.”

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via books-n-quotes)

[sibima7]

Do you think I can have one more kiss? I'll find closure on your lips, and then I'll go. Maybe also one more breakfast, one more lunch, and one more dinner. I'll be full and happy and we can part. But in between meals, maybe we can lie in bed one more time. One more prolonged moment where time suspends indefinitely as I rest my head on your chest. My hope is if we add up the "one mores" they will equal a lifetime and I'll never have to get to the part where I let you go. But that's not real is it. There are no more one mores. I met you when everything was new and exciting, and the possibilities of the world seem endless. And they still are... for you, for me, but not for us. Somewhere between then and now, here and there, I guess we didn't just grow apart, we grew up. When something breaks, if the pieces are large enough, you can fix it. Unfortunately sometimes things don't break, they shatter. But when you let the light in, shattered glass will glitter. And in those moments when the pieces of what we were catch the sun, I'll remember just how beautiful it was. Just how beautiful it'll always be. Because it was US. And we were magic. Forever.

Someone Great

[remanence-of-love]

[inkbyaporia]

i’m usually so good with words, but falling for you is like having an ocean inside of me but only knowing the language of raindrops. it’s like waking up and falling asleep and waking up and falling asleep and wishing your breath was on my cheek. it’s like driving home and craving you so deeply i can hardly breathe without shattering my lungs. it’s like shattering my lungs and shattering my lungs and shattering my lungs. it’s like forgetting how to breathe for all of the split seconds when your name pops up on my phone. it’s like talking to you and never wanting to stop. you make me want to pour myself out of my skin to fill all of the places you feel empty. i’m usually so good with words, but you drown every single one. there are no mouths that speak this language that are large enough to explain you.

— ap 3.19 you make me want to pour myself out of my skin

[remanence-of-love]

[thegoodvybe]

[remanence-of-love]

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