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@wefallinlovelikethat
Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies
Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998
That scene in The Bear where Andrea Terry says "I got to do all the things I wanted to do, the way I wanted to do them... with the people I wanted to do them with."
I don't want to be wanting to die everyday.
James Baldwin.
love as religion
jorge luis borges // ron padgett // richard siken // halsey // lana del rey // caitlyn siehl // hozier // katherine philips
THERE IS A RELIGION IN OUR LOVE.
When I hug trees, the bark marks my cheek and reminds me I'm alive. Or that my nervous system is still intact. The trees breathe all the time and no one really notices. They take in all the air we choke on. They live and die in silence. So I hug them. Someone should.
Evan Roskos, Dr. Bird's Advice for Sad Poets
"Dear Milena,
I wish the world were ending tomorrow. Then I could take the next train, arrive at your doorstep in Vienna, and say: “Come with me, Milena. We are going to love each other without scruples or fear or restraint. Because the world is ending tomorrow.” Perhaps we don’t love unreasonably because we think we have time, or have to reckon with time. But what if we don't have time? Or what if time, as we know it, is irrelevant? Ah, if only the world were ending tomorrow. We could help each other very much."
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
Oh, to suffer in the name of love.
One has to fall in love.
Sharon Olds, from "Little Things"; Strike Sparks: Selected Poems, 1980-2002
To look at the moon is to look at you.
Keep checking on your funny friends, they are never okay.
We are all pretty bizzare, some of us are just good at hiding stuff
Eden Robinson, “Writing Prompts for the Broken-hearted”
[Text description:
You can put your strength down. I’m sitting here with you at your kitchen table. You don’t need to say anything.
END]
In another life, we are together in the kitchen and go over the grocery lists
Mahmoud Darwish, from Journal of an Ordinary Grief (tr. from the Arabic by Ibrahim Muhawi)
[Text ID: A place is not only a geographical area; it's also a state of mind. And trees are not just trees; they are the ribs of childhood.]
Shayad kabhi pahadon mein, jangle ke beech, majnu ko Laila mil jaaye.
Susan Abulhawa, from Against the Loveless World: A Novel
[Text ID: “I knew that, despite everything, I was loved. I was loved hard. At once and forever against the loveless world.”]
Main janpath aayi hu, kya laaun aapke liye?
Khud aaja bss 🤌
/26 September 2023/
"When you don't know how to help someone, pray for him."
Aur phir mann chaahe shakhs ki dua'on ke hisaar mein rehna, duniya ka sabse khoobsurat ehsaas hai, shayad mohabbat se bhi zyada khoobsurat
In english we say:
I'll wait no matter what
But in urdu we say:
Sar-e-toor ho, Sar-e-hashr ho, Humein intezar qubool hai
Wo kabhi milein, Wo kahee'n milein, Wo kabhi sahi, Wo kahee'n sahi
To live for the hope of it all💫
"The only people i would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is, nobody else interests me."
- Oscar wilde
To know what beauty is and to know shat sorrow is...
