the shadow of your shadow

You don’t remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened.

(Source: acraeus, via courageous)

But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby. I go to bed early and rise late and feel as if I have hardly slept.

(Source: matricides, via chelbye)

For you, I was a chapter. For me, you were the book.

(Source: hazor, via lyralestranger)

I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.

(Source: nickblu, via dreamandwake)

If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.

(Source: gothics, via findingalice)

I love, I can only love the one I’ve left behind, stained with my blood when, ungrateful wretch that I am, I extinguished myself and shot myself through the heart. But never, never have I ceased to love that one, and even on the night I parted from him I loved him perhaps more poignantly than ever. We can truly love only with suffering and through suffering! We know not how to love otherwise. We know no other love. I want suffering in order to love. I want and thirst this very minute to kiss , with tears streaming down my cheeks, this one and only I have left behind. I don’t want and won’t accept any other.

(Source: danseurs, via baume)

(via baume)

I really don’t know what ‘I love you’ means. I think it means ‘Don’t leave me here alone.’

(Source: rosablonde, via rawrrawrraygor)

Finding someone you love and who loves you back is a wonderful, wonderful feeling. But finding a true soul mate is an even better feeling. A soul mate is someone who understands you like no other, loves you like no other, will be there for you forever, no matter what. They say that nothing lasts forever, but I am a firm believer in the fact that for some, love lives on even after we’re gone.

(via courageous)

There was a lot they didn’t tell you about death, she had discovered, and one of the biggies was how long it took the ones you loved most to die in your heart.

(Source: divine-despair, via mark-s)

I have wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life. This ridiculous weakness is perhaps one of our most melancholy propensities; for is there anything more stupid than to be eager to go on carrying a burden which one would gladly throw away, to loathe one’s very being and yet to hold fast, to fondle the snake that devours us until it has eaten our hearts away?

(Source: intellectualquotes, via iamjacksrestlessmind)

I laughed and said, life is easy. What I meant was, life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.

(Source: daretobeoneofus)