If only you knew the way I talk to God about you.
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Why is it always: Can I buy you a drink, beautiful?
And never: Can I buy you a book, beautiful?
Ada Limón, from “Too Close”, The Hurting Kind
"I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself."
Franz Kafka
The woods are lovely,
dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
~ Robert Frost
Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening
Well, let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.
~F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Sensible Thing
I am well aware of the reality but it doesn’t least a bit stop me from creating the delusional world in my mind.
You kept me like a secret, but I kept you like an oath.
Taylor Swift, 'All too well'
Reading to someone and being read to are the most incredible and one of the best intimate feelings one can experience. Period!
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My heart ached with love when Katherine Mansfield said:
"What I feel for you cannot be conveyed in phrasal combinations; it either screams out loud or it stays painfully silent but I promise- it beats words. It beats worlds."
Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness