Jorge Luis Borges, poesĂa completa. Un cuchillo en el norte.
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Jorge Luis Borges, poesĂa completa. Un cuchillo en el norte.
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And if thereâs a reason Iâm still alive When everyone who loves me has died Iâm willing to wait for it
I wish we had more time.
insp @seoulitewriter
You should soar up high now.. my lady.
Behind the scene Aeshin #MrSunshineÂ
Whatever name he assumed or title he was given to, he will always be a great and noble man.
Favorite Mr. Sunshine Original Sound Tracks + song quotes (insp)
brown eyes are just brown eyes, until you love someone with brown eyes.
brown is my new favourite colour.
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Youâre my home and I am a wanderer. Iâll find you. And when I do , I will reside there forever.
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A womanâs heart is so pure, you can break her heart and she will still love you with every broken piece.
âMeeting someone at the wrong time is the saddest thing I have ever come to comprehend. There is this unfathomable pain rooted deep in knowing that you have to let go to continue growth separately when in your heart, you just know- you know that since the first day you were both put on this planet, you must have been two seeds planted right next to each other, the crossing of roots inevitable because what else could explain how you see the world almost identically? What else could explain how when it rains on the other, you feel it too? And it is for these exact reasons I know that us meeting was not a coincidence; we will meet again someday when we have bloomed a little stronger in order to maximise eachotherâs growth.â
â Farewell for now, my flower.
âyou donât stop loving someone just because you donât talk to each other anymore. you donât start hating someone just because things got tough or wasnât all sunshine and butterflies the whole time. sometimes things work out, sometimes they donât, sometimes shit just happens, and thatâs okay. love is really, fucking complicated guys. but go with it when you find it anyways. you might get lucky or you might not, but either way you can say you tried and learned. and thatâs important too.â
â trying to learn from what happened (6/21/17), thekaijusleeps
âTo everyone wondering if they will ever move on. Yes, you will. It will take you some time. By âsome timeâ I mean a long time. It wonât be easy. In fact, it will probably be the hardest thing youâll have to go through. Moving on is messy. It is either being too happy or too sad at 3am. It is laughing till your stomach aches, or crying till there are no more tears to be cried and you just feel dead inside. Moving on is the shaking of your hands and the breaking of your voice when you realise that there will never be a them and you again. Moving on is wondering what you did wrong and why you just werenât good enough for them. Moving on also means eating less and drinking more alcohol than you should. It also means stopping everything that youâre doing and thinking about them. Actually, you will think about them a lot. You will see their favourite restaurant and you will think of them. You will hear their favourite song and you will think of them. You will look at your coffee and the shade of brown will resemble the colour of their eyes. At one point they will be all you think about. It starts the moment you wake up and never ends because even in your dreams they will be haunting you. But one day you will wake up and you will feel okay. The next day you will feel more than just okay, you will be fine. You will think of them still, yes. But itâs going to be a different kind of thinking. It will be a âwherever they are, I hope that they are fine and happyâ kind of thinking. You will have moved on. You will have survived this hell. You will slowly but surely forget them more and more each day, and forgetting will never have felt that sweet. But you have to let yourself hurt before you can heal, remember. To everyone wondering if they will ever move on, you will.â
â e.s. // to everyone wondering if they will ever move on.
Tom Odell - Another Love
Cuidare todas mis ganas de querer amar a alguien como lo sĂ© hacer, de forma entera porque a medias sĂłlo dejarĂa ilusiĂłn.
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