#strong affection

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You might not be the first to crawl into my heart, kiss me apart, or share my skin in the dark, but you could be the first one who matters; you could be the first one who lasts.

— Worlds of You: Poetry & Prose by Beau Taplin

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There seemed to be something tragic in a friendship so coloured by romance.

— The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

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I have late night conversations with the moon; he tells me about the sun, and I tell him about you.

—  Skin, Bones, and Too Much Love by S.L. Gray

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Je t'aime. Aujourd'hui. Ce soir. Demain. Pour toujours. Si je vivais mille ans, je t'appartiendrais pour tous. Si je vivais mille vies, je te ferais mienne dans chacune d'elles.

I love you. Today. Tonight. Tomorrow. Forever. If I were to live a thousand years, I would belong to you for all of them. If I were to live a thousand lives, I would want to make you mine in each one.

— Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer (Mara Dyer, #3)

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I only ever thought there were two kinds of loves: The kind you would kill for and the kind you would die for. But you, my darling, you were the kind of love I would live for.

— O.g.k (via anxiousbucky)

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My Heart

I would split open my heart

with a knife, place you

within and seal my would,

that you might dwell there

and never inhabit another

until the resurrection and

judgment day — thus you

would stay in my heart

while I lived, and at my death

you too would die in the

entrails of my core, in

the shadow of my tomb.

— Ibn Hazm (Córdoba, 994–Niebla, 1064), from “My Heart”, translated from the Arabic by Ammiel Alcalay in: “Poems for the Millenium. Book of North African Literature”, edited by Pierre Joris and Habib Tengour

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I burned so long so quiet you must have wondered

if I loved you back. I did, I did, I do.

— Annelyse Gelman, from “The Pillowcase” in Everyone I Love is a Stranger to Someone

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That’s how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can’t experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.

— Kaui Hart Hemmings