“This hope needs to hold, this belief should not falter. You will stay for me.”
— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson

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“This hope needs to hold, this belief should not falter. You will stay for me.”
— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
“I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.”
— Pablo Neruda (via thelovenotebook)
Every dreamer knows that it is entirely possible to be homesick for a place you’ve never been to, perhaps more homesick than for familiar ground.
Judith Thurman (via introspectivepoet)
And even when you’ve got nowhere to go, keep going.
Frankie Ryott, deardeceiver. (via deardeceiver)
I’m afraid of endings. That feeling you get when you finish your favorite book and have nothing to look forward to. The feeling on a Sunday knowing freedom is coming to an end. Airports. Saying goodbye is so hard for me. I never want good things to end. It’s an interesting fear of mine considering I also have the thirst for change and adventure. Naturally those two things warrant a few goodbyes but it never does get easier for me.
Journal Musings (via needyboy)
Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere
Isabelle Eberhardt (via passport-life)
Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.
Mary Oliver (via goodquoteco)
I can’t talk about it because if I talk about it that means it matters. If it matters that means it’s real, and if it’s real that means it’s going to hurt.
I can’t talk about it. (via goodquoteco)
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You will hear thunder and remember me, and think: she wanted storms.
Anna Akhmatova, You Will Heart Thunder (via thoughtkick)
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