It’s impossible to tell
How important someone was
And what you might have missed out on
And how it might have changed it all
And how it might have changed it all for him
Did I, did I
Did I miss out on
You
"i was made for another planet altogether. i mistook the way."
Simone de Beauvoir (via amandaonwriting)
"Imagine a room,
a sudden glow. Here is my hand, my heart,
my throat, my wrist. Here are the illuminated
cities at the center of me, and here is the center
of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we
can drink from, but I can’t go through with it.
I just don’t want to die anymore."
a sudden glow. Here is my hand, my heart,
my throat, my wrist. Here are the illuminated
cities at the center of me, and here is the center
of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we
can drink from, but I can’t go through with it.
I just don’t want to die anymore."
“Saying Your Names,” Richard Siken (via man-eatingcat)
"You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves."
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves."
Mary Oliver, “Wild Geese” (via lifeinpoetry)
"My memory loves you; it asks about you all the time."
Jonathan Carroll (via hellanne)
