l·o·v·e [luhv] - noun
a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection,
as for a parent, child, or friend.
(Source: pelennors, via jazzylittledrops)
"At last she looked up at him. Her eyes were full of tears, and her look unbearably naked. Such looks we have all once or twice in our lives received and shared; they are those in which worlds melt, pasts dissolve, moments when we know, in the resolution of profoundest need, that the rock of ages can never be anything else but love, here, now, in these two hands’ joining, in this blind silence in which one head comes to rest beneath the other."
"Darling, all night
I have been flickering, off, on, off, on."
"After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today,
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn…
With every goodbye you learn."
I admit: I lost a little faith in friendship. In our friendship. No longer do I feel that I can tell you everything. While everyone is moving on, I’m still stuck here, stagnating in the background.
I trusted you so so much but then you chose to break my heart. The world is still upside down to me. No matter how hard I try, I still can’t forget. I will never forget. I’m just a rag doll to you that you only pick up when you want to, when you need to and then ignore once your life’s okay. Sometimes, I think of throwing it all away - all those years, all the memories. And maybe I will.