{Words By: Virginia Woolf From Day And Night/ Mahmoud Darwish}

this is me if u even care

it’s both comforting and heartbreaking that over time you will slowly forget the little details of someone you once loved so deeply until their memory is just a hazy blur like a dream you once had and can’t quite remember anymore

me when i think about how much i had and how i could love every bit of information i got about a person, every word, every expression, every action, and now i don’t have the option to do that. i will never get to cherish every moment with someone like i cherished it with her, and i will never love someone the same way. i will never experience her love again, i will never hold her hand or have her skin touch mine. ill never hear her voice, her laugh, her delicate, beautiful pauses in the middle of a sentence. i hope to hold someone as dear to my heart as i held you, but i know it will be in a different way. i love you. so much. i wish i could let go and move on, i wish i could stop dwelling on my emotions. i could write on and on about how much i want you, i want you to be here so badly, but this wont help me minimize the intensity of my attachment to you, so im stopping here

[…] sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in […]

Jane Austen, from 'Sense and Sensibility'

Franz Kafka, the metamorphosis / Jane Austen

leaving the path of someone who you have loved is such a unique and beautiful experience. its easily one of the hardest things ive ever experienced but once its done its so pretty how they stay with you... my favorite actress, who i was introduced by you, the crochet stars leftover from the christmas gift i sent across the world to you, your interests that are still fresh in my brain, the book you lent me that i never had the chance to return

(at home all by myself) god I hope I’m not annoying anybody right now

SOBBING SO HARD

your son, your sun 🌥️

crying

— Trista Mateer ,“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends”