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quotationsworld

I choose to love you in silence…

For in silence I find no rejection,

I choose to love you in loneliness…

For in loneliness no one owns you but me,

I choose to adore you from a distance…

For distance will shield me from pain,

I choose to kiss you in the wind…

For the wind is gentler than my lips,

I choose to hold you in my dreams…

For in my dreams, you have no end.

— Rumi

tylerknott

“Will you kiss my neck, and let me feel the heartbeat that lives in your lips?”

— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson

safe-to-say-fuck-off

Are we both losing our minds? Holding on to misery but calling it hope.

lovelorn-stuff

heavenlythoughts

“my heart cries to my soul each night because she knows that you’ll never be mine”

– crying heart // 10:19pm

planetarypapi

I don’t believe in my own dream, do I? I’m too scared to want it because I might not get it and that’s a heartbreak I’m not willing to survive but for a masochist such as myself why would I miss an opportunity to get fucked up like that? so who am I if I am not my pain? who am I if I am not my martyrdom?

if I’m not a victim?

if I am not lovely and lonely and belong deeply to myself?

who am I if it’s not my fault?

we accept the love we think we deserve.

how do I make myself believe I deserve more?

tanyamushayi

“You tried to change didn’t you? Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake but even when sleeping you could feel him travelling away from you in his dreams. So what did you want to do love, split his head open? You can’t make homes out of human beings, someone should have already told you that and if he wants to leave then let him leave. You are terrifying and strange and beautiful something not everyone knows how to love.”

— Warsan Shire ‘For Women Who Are Difficult To Love’

peacesunflower

“Perhaps, the problem is not the intensity of your love, but the quality of the people you are loving.”

— Warson Shire

unisex-god

“You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can say ‘Wow, isn’t he so terribly brave to love a girl who is so obviously sad?’ You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole.”

— Warson Shire