I don’t know if this makes sense,“ she said quietly, “but when you meet the right person it’s like everything is reversed.
“Nothing becomes everything and everything becomes nothing. You can spend an afternoon just being around them and you’ll remember it for the rest of your life. The sky could come crashing down and all you’d think was how glad you were for spending the last few of hours in their arms.
Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)
“She smiled. She looked like a blossoming almond tree in yellow flames.”— George Seferis, tr. by Edmund Keeley, from “Spring A.D.,”
Person: *says something really sweet*
Me: *reads it over and over for a month*
We never spoke again and I still don’t know why.
Ten word story (via blossomfully)
“But when she loved, waves of desires Overflowed as vermillion blood Does from a wound —”— Paul Verlaine, from Marco; Poèmes saturniens, 1866.
I knew we were temporary,“ she said.
“Sometimes people come into your life and all you can do is appreciate them while they’re there, and try not to get attached to the way they bring light into your life; and try not to miss them when they leave.
And then he says:
“Maybe in another universe I would ask you to run away with me.“
I let out a soft laugh and say nothing.
In any universe, I know the answer would be yes.
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