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Love, if this is how you choose to leave me let me let you.
Cyril Wong, from “Boats” (via helplesslyamazed)
Tell yourself
as it gets cold and gray falls from the air
that you will go on
walking, hearing
the same tune no matter where
you find yourself—
inside the dome of dark
or under the cracking white
of the moon’s gaze in a valley of snow.
Tonight as it gets cold
tell yourself
what you know which is nothing
but the tune your bones play
as you keep going. And you will be able
for once to lie down under the small fire
of winter stars.
And if it happens that you cannot
go on or turn back
and you find yourself
where you will be at the end,
tell yourself
in that final flowing of cold through your limbs
that you love what you are.
Mark Strand, “Lines for Winter” (via litverve)

transiencyofspace:

You are the ghost
that keeps haunting
my memories.

You appear all the time
no matter how many times
I try to bury you.

You are the ghost,
but I am the one who died.

adieelizabeth:

#mayphotochallenge #day17 #quote #ellen I love Ellen DeGenerous she is amazing!

adieelizabeth:

#mayphotochallenge #day17 #quote #ellen I love Ellen DeGenerous she is amazing!

You finally build up walls and say, GYM TIME AGAIN!!

You finally build up walls and say, GYM TIME AGAIN!!

Thou shalt curl up into a ball and hide in disgust looking at how monstrous thou has become.

I don’t want to be 
your entire world, no.
I would be happy
just to be your morning coffee,
your hanging car keys,
your wallet.

Something seemingly
insignificant,
but if lost throws off
your entire day.