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Izzy Ravas, from her novel titled Disarm: A Forbidden Romance (What We Don't Say,)
would love to hear this someday ...
Everything in me wants to reach out to you for comfort. Everything in me thinks the weight of your arms around me will end the pain I feel.
Because you look and sound so much like him, the man I miss, the man I love. But you’re not him. You haven’t been for some time.
Better by far by Hazel Hayes
People tell me we’ll still be friends. That at least I still have you. But I don’t. Not the way I used to have you. And you don’t have me anymore either. Eventually we’ll just be two people, bumping into each other outside a cinema somewhere, saying you look great, so do you, and how’ve you been, yeah, can’t complain. After all that, after everything we’ve been through, we’ll be a couple of strangers who used to know each other.
I can’t get my head around it.
Better by far by Hazel Hayes
...and I can’t remember why I’m letting you go.
With this thought comes a different why. Why couldn’t I just be happy?
This why is much more dangerous. This why has me disregarding the evidence entirely and entertaining the theory that you were perfect, everything was great, and I was just incapable of enjoying it. The junkie in me especially likes this theory, because if I was the problem, then maybe there’s still hope.
Maybe it was all my fault. For wanting too much. For being too much. For not being satisfied with what you had to offer. Maybe all I need is to want less.
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Anaïs Nin, Fire: From "A Journal of Love" The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
i wish i could go back
not to fix anything
just to feel it again
// Juliette Drouet, from a letter to Victor Hugo, featured in My Beloved Toto: Letters
“I want a bond so tight that even on bad terms u still run to me 1st.”
— Unknown
James Joyce, from a letter to Nora Barnacle Joyce, featured in The Selected Letters of James Joyce
“And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”
The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
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