The true blasphemy of literature is the romanticization of romance. They make it beautiful—all soft words, and elegant lines—and enchanting, with magic sparkling in the margins.
And you can feel it in the depths of your soul, an unexplored ocean of laughter and tears and dreams all melded together.
The yearning of a kiss that brushes against the steady and so so warm pulsing beat of life—against the smooth skin of a lovers neck. The desperation to touch another being and feel that they’re alive, right there next to you—right there, and never leaving.
To love and be loved is a jewel among treasures and all that we each seek—all that we each desire.
It burns and it burns and it burns.
“I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
“Come home and break my heart, if you must.”
“Occasionally, Fate pulls itself together again and Time is always waiting.”
“And perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
“By you, I am forever undone.”
“One word from you shall silence me forever.”
“A heart’s a heavy burden.”
“My sweet nemesis.”
“If you have to go, you know I will go with you.”
and then?
and then.
The book is over.
And you remember that love like that doesn't exist.
Not in the real world.
And all you can do is cry.
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“till death do us part,
they say.
i say,
i will love you till this life to the next.
and if next life won't grace me with you, i will still love you till the next one, and the next, and the next, till death finally give up on us."
- cynthia go // till death give up on us [62/365]
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The best sleeping medicine is feeling secure in someone’s arms. How soundly we sleep when we fully love and trust the person lying next to you. It’s not only the comfort of your physical body, but the comfort of feeling secure having your heart and soul held by someone you trust.
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You deserve a calm love with somebody who is good for your mental health and nervous system.
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