with love, always

[ribbonlike-and-shrieking]

[heartpeacenquiet]

[feral-ballad]

Courtney Marie Andrews, from Old Monarch: Poems; “See”

[Text ID: “How rare to see someone and feel. / How rare to see someone and know / you are not alone, / for your eyes are theirs, / your pain, too. / How rare to truly see someone.”]

[yearnforlonging]

how tragic it is to let that someone go

[reader-twisted]

[lunamonchtuna]

— Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; "The Fear" (via lunamonchtuna)

[yearnforlonging]

i am afraid the act of ripping my own beating heart out and placing it in between your callous palms, will all be for nothing

[yearnforlonging]

i wonder if the guilt keeps you company at night, i wonder if regret sings you lullabies

[lexxnova]

I send love with no return address

[inkpressedpetals]

[shisasan]

16 April, 1939 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

[yearnforlonging]

can you feel my heart aching to touch yours?

[nixscriptum]

[cataclysmictide]

Oh, How Badly It Lingers

[dumblr]

Text me when the ache of my absence stirs your heart.

[mournfulroses]

Lidia Yuknavitch, from Reading the Waves: A Memoir published in 2025

[deadpoetneenzs]

[feral-ballad]

Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Instructions for Traveling West”

[Text ID: “you’re homesick / for all the lives / you’re not living.”]

[yearnforlonging]

i sit back timidly, smile and nod agreeingly, dreaming of screaming scratching and biting 

[yearnforlonging]

nights are so much lonelier without you