There are very few friends that will sit with you on empty streets in the middle of the night, without a word. No questions, no asking why, just quietly there with you, observing the stars, until you're ready to get back up on your feet again and walk the last bit home, and then they say in a quiet way 'I'm here'. It was a beautiful night.
— vijay
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OH to write a letter confessing my love to the boy I’ve loved for years but hadn’t known. And OHHH to receive a love letter, weighing on my table but tearing it off before I could read because I was maddening with anger. And OHH to finally have the most perfect kiss after all misunderstanding dissipates like thin air.
When is it my turn to have a tragical romance when this generation doesn’t even understand the word itself?
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In the future... if by some miracle you ever find yourself in the position to fall in love again... fall in love with me.
Colleen Hoover, It Ends with Us
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waiting patiently for someone to ask me for a lock of my hair to keep in their heart locket
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I am to hold
Hold me like a priest holds his cross
Put your faith in me
Worship, believe, surrender
Even if it makes you question the reality
Even if it makes you leave everyone behind
Even if it consumes your soul
We are beyond life and death
Hold me faithfully and never let go
Shatter my faith but never let go
// Amare et sapere vix deo conceditur //
Even a god finds it hard to love and be wise at the same time.
Hold me like a killer holds his knife
Let me lure you into my darkness
Obsess, madden, addict
Even if I make you commit sins
Even if I'm tainted
Even if I infect your soul
We are beyond right or wrong
Hold me violently and never let go
Do me violence but never let go
// Amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus //
Love is rich with both honey and venom.
—𝓓
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“𝐼 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑒.”
—Clifton Gachagua
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