I carry silence with me
the way others carry snapshots
of loved ones. Stephen Dunn, from “The Silence” (via ontheedgeofdarkness)
the way others carry snapshots
of loved ones. Stephen Dunn, from “The Silence” (via ontheedgeofdarkness)
(Source: ahuntersheart)
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If you are continually unable to express your passion for someone, surely it will gradually wither like an unwatered plant. The notion that love springs eternal does not translate to passion. You can go on loving someone long after passion has gone. The difficulty comes when deciding whether you can live with the person you love but no longer feel passionate towards.
Tonight there was not even a kiss goodnight. Just one person sleeping and another languishing.
The whole universe is change and life itself is but what you deem it.
Marcus Aurelius
I don’t know… it’s just the distance between life as you… dream it, and… life as it is.
Sheba Hart, Notes on a Scandal.
I wonder what its like to step onto a planet in space for the first time knowing that anything could happen
Not waving, drowning
Nightswimming,
remembering that night
September’s coming soon
I’m pining for the moon
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit around the fairest sun?
The bright tide forever drawn
Could not describe nightswimming Nightswimming, R.E.M.
remembering that night
September’s coming soon
I’m pining for the moon
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit around the fairest sun?
The bright tide forever drawn
Could not describe nightswimming Nightswimming, R.E.M.