What if love wasnt the act of finding what you were missing but the give-and-take that made you both match

I want you to be weak. As weak as I am.

Tears are words the heart cant express

Some feelings sink so deep into the heart that only loneliness can help you find them again. Some truths are so painful that only shame can help you live with them. Some things are so sad that only your soul can do the crying for them.

The only obsession everyone wants love. People think that in falling in love they make themselves whole The Platonic union of souls I think otherwise. I think youre whole before you begin. And the love fractures you. Youre whole and then youre cracked open.

She hardly ever thought of him. He had worn a place for himself in some corner of her heart as a sea shell always boring against the rock might do. The making of the place had been her pain. But now the shell was safely in the rock. It was lodged and ground no longer.

With you intimacy colours my voice.even hello sounds like come here.

Theyve got no idea what happiness is they dont know that without this love there is no happiness or unhappiness for us--there is no life.

But is it such a bad thing to live like this for just a little while Just for a few months of ones life is it so awful to travel through time with no greater ambition than to find the next lovely meal Or to learn how to speak a language for no higher purpose than that it pleases your ear to hear it Or to nap in a garden in a patch of sunlight in the middle of the day right next to your favourite fountain And then to do it again the next day

You were the missing piece of my soul the breath in my lungs and the blood in my veins.