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Forgotten Letter #814Â by James Andrew Crosby
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“Je n’ai jamais vu très clair en moi pour finir. Mais j’ai toujours suivi, d’instinct, une étoile invisible.”
—
Albert Camus, Carnets II (1942-1951)
(via satinea)
“I’ve never seen very clearly into myself in the end. But I’ve always followed, instinctively, an invisible star.”   (my trans.)
“Tie them together, Piglet.”
Winnie the Pooh (2011) dir. Stephen J. Anderson and Don Hall
“Bury my heart separately. It is fragile.”
— Abbas Kiarostami, A Wolf Lying in Wait, trans. Karim Emami & Michael Beard
everytime i close my eyes a street lamp blinks on a heat rises from the floor. new hands become your hands. old dance, in my head. the night throws back its head and lightens with whiskey. the night is giddey with my name. the names u give me, are not known yet. to go back, to small, and warm, and new. i have not had to apologize for loving you, at this time my eyes match the moon, i am mistaking what has always been night, with a glow- i called u.
i think about you. less. i take the long way home, it hurts too. seeing the lights on in your room, wondering who she is. i take the long way home, don't even look over the shoulder. hear your car door close. my heart stops. jumping to my throat. i have no apologies for myself.
i have no reason to knock on your door. to send the text. to make the call. to wear the clothes you use to buy for me. i am not a woman made. for you.
A couple of times in your life, it happens like that. You meet a stranger, and all you know is that you need to know everything about them.
Lisa Kleypas (via quotemadness)
you don't want to give me to the ocean. & i forgive you/ there is a whole song in that.
I’m sorry. If there’s a word for the slight glow of a lightbulb after you’ve turned it off, I don’t want to know it.
Neil Hilborn, The Future (via buttonpoetry)
I think I’ll prefer you a stranger someday.
Sabrina Benaim - “on the last gesture between us” (via buttonpoetry)
Some things I have loved will never love me back.
Anis Mojgani - “Today’s Love” (Great Plains 2015)
I’m sorry. If there’s a word for the slight glow of a lightbulb after you’ve turned it off, I don’t want to know it.
Neil Hilborn, The Future (via buttonpoetry)
I’m sorry. If there’s a word for the slight glow of a lightbulb after you’ve turned it off, I don’t want to know it.
Neil Hilborn, The Future (via buttonpoetry)
I know that when I leave she is not going with me, and I can’t start loving her more now.
Neil Hilborn, The Future (via buttonpoetry)
I am forever disappointing you. I am always making your body into a door. Tell me a story of two bodies not threaded with violence.
Claire Schwartz, from Bound (via buttonpoetry)