“Life was easy with you and it came so naturally. You were the extension of me and I would never need to finish my words, as who knew me better than you? You knew your place which was by my side. It is the little things that make the person and you would easily have kept me going for a lifetime. The way you would look at me with fire in your eyes showed me that I was the only one for you. You stole my heart and hid it away.”
— from Al Mujahid's letter to his wife
I’m really bad at conversations sorry if I’ve ever talked to you
“What a strange thing! To be alive beneath cherry blossoms.”
– Kobayashi Issa
Your absence has gone through me like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.
— W.S. Merwin
— Amal El-Mohtar, This Is How You Lose the Time War
— Richard Siken, from Crush (via lunamonchtuna)
I am looking neither respectfully nor disrespectfully. I gaze without recognition of your form, and without understanding.
“Sometimes the long way is the only way home.”
— Unknown
i miss you in moments when i drown deep in the sea of past. i miss you in fragments when my mind refuses to listen to me, because it traces over your every word and replays every memory of yours.
Head empty just Hozier songs, quiet woods, Caravaggio paintings, dark cathedrals, empty streets, Donna Tartt, red wine, overcoats, bitter cold, black coffee.
Virginia Woolf〡Selected Prose; Mrs Dalloway