Shush
Eyelids clutch her eyes.
Stars murmur, moonlight whispers;
Noisy is the night.
Just the thought of another, capable of understanding, is enough to create an imago. That imago grows, envelopes the enigma, and is then conjured in the ruminations of delightful daydreams.
People fall in love with an imaginary construct of a person they’ve always longed for. Thus, it isn’t much of a surprise that disappointment tails these empty endeavors.
You look for something so hard that you think you’ve found it even if it isn’t there.
“Angry, and half in love with her, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.”
The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via modernmethadone)
(Source: infinitekindsofawkward, via increasethepeaceeee)
“You can feel the whole world and still feel lost in it. So many people are in pain — no matter how smart or accomplished — they cry, they yearn, they hurt. But instead of looking down on things, they look up, which is where I should have been looking, too. Because when the world quiets to the sound of your own breathing, we all want the same things: comfort, love and a peaceful heart.”
Mitch Albom (via julie911)
(via glass-doors)
“I had just recently learned how to forget, even just a little, how much I needed you; I can’t just let you make me remember so easily.”
I sincerely hope you’re happy and I think you already are. Even from a far, I can see the wall you’ve shielded yourself with. Though you look different. You’re filled with so much pride and boastfulness, you seem so much larger. Still child-like and in need of (a lot of) guidance and advice yet you won’t/don’t listen. And I guess that’s why you ran away. You think you’re right. I don’t understand why you left because I was still by your side.
(via fuckyeahclaud)
Admit It Again - Say Anything
Anarchy, My Dear
(Source: whalebiology)
Do you know what’s dangerous? It’s not telling someone the stories of your life; that’s easy. What’s dangerous is having someone understand what you went through and grasp what it all means to you because someone like that is someone who doesn’t come often. The danger comes in needing someone who doesn’t really need you.
I stopped when I asked myself the question: “How long do you intend to keep going on like this?” I didn’t know the answer so I had to stop. I looked back and I have been a mess. I’ve been going on aimlessly, figuring out bits and pieces of myself at the cost deteriorating relationships and neglecting various aspects of my life. I asked myself, “Is all that I’ve lost worth the little knowledge that I learned about who I am and where I wanted to be?” I didn’t know the answer. I couldn’t answer.
I had to pause and think about all of this. I had to accept the things I didn’t want to accommodate.
Now I find that I have to fix everything. It’s all too daunting right now, I feel like I never have enough time.
and then I stopped. I just stopped thinking about myself: how I felt, what I thought of things, what I wanted, and how the latter fared against what’s actually happening. Instead of wallowing in self-pity and loneliness, I decided to neglect all that sadness and try to shoo away whatever storm clouds the people dear to me had. You forget that it’s still pouring where you are when you see the sun shining through clear skies nearby
“All I want for Christmas is you.” - Love Actually (2003)
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