Hopeless-romantics - Hopeless Romantics

“All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.”

— Mitch Albom

— v, from “excerpt from a book i will never write” (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

Emily Dickinson, from her poem titled "1188," featured in The Emergency Poet

Nicholas Christopher, from a poem titled "Walt Whitman at the Reburial of Poe," featured in A Century of Poetry in the New Yorker

— natalie díaz, from “american arithmetic”, postcolonial love poem (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

Mary Oliver, “What Was Once the Largest Shopping Center in Northern Ohio Was Built Where There Had Been a Pond I Used to Visit Every Summer Afternoon.” Why I Wake Early

— Franz Kafka // Richard Siken

i want you to read me like a book, turn each page delicately in your hunger to know me more and more. gonna melt your barriers with each word im whispering silently. i want to make you tremble as you enter my realm, deeper and deeper being fully intoxicating with my presence. to make you feel me under your skin with each word you’re reading, forgetting everything you’ve ever known for that moment, letting yourself be taken away into my mind, as a river claiming its prisoner. you can’t fight it now but god, you wouldn’t even dream of escaping now.

so now you belong to me. entirely. wholeheartedly.