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If I breathe you in and you breathe me out, I swear we can breathe forever. I swear I’ll find summer in your winter and spring in your autumn and always, hands at the ends of your fingers, arms at the ends of your shoulders and I swear, when we run out of forever, when we run out of air, your name will be the last word that my lungs make air for.
Iain S. Thomas (via dahlia–noir)
Never trust a man who howls at you like a wolf
without treating you like the moon.
Meggie Royer. Metaphors My Mother Never Taught Me (via lovely–delight)
He is warm
and that’s
a thousand stars aligned
Franny Choi, from “My Lovers” in Floating, Brilliant, Gone (via lovely–delight)
You looked at me
with a light inside your eyes I’d never seen before and such a big smile on your face that I just couldn’t look away anymore.It felt like we were the only people left on earth. You and me. Almost like it was meant to be.
a-lovely-thought (via wnq-writers)
Once again
My night and its own loneliness converse;
Faiz Ahmad Faiz, from “My Visitor”
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Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
Kait Rokowski (via lovely–delight)
The first time I heard him laugh, I felt as though someone breathed life into my lungs.
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In revenge and in love, woman is more barbaric than man is.
Friedrich Nietzsche (via lovely–delight)
Every day People straighten up the hair, why not the heart?
Ernesto Guevara (via lovely—delight)
Never be in a hurry; do everything quietly and in a calm spirit. Do not lose your inner peace for anything whatsoever, even if your whole world seems upset.
Francis de Sales (via lovely–delight)