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"With you a part of me hath passed away;
For in the peopled forest of my mind
A tree made leafless by this wintry wind
Shall never don again its green array.
Chapel and fireside, country road and bay,
Have something of their friendliness resigned;
Another, if I would, I could not find,
And I am grown much older in a day.
But yet I treasure in my memory
Your gift of charity, your mellow ease,
And the dear honour of your amity;
For these once mine, my life is rich with these.
And I scarce know which part may greater be,—
What I keep of you, or you rob of me."

George Santayana, from “To. W.P.” (via awritersruminations)

venula:

I’ll still hear your voice and I’ll still have no choice
So I will just listen as your face slowly glistens
And I’ll stay here a while I’m not leaving without a smile
Cause I love you so there’s no chance that I’ll go away
No I’m here to stay

Oh no you aren’t getting rid of me yet
There’s no…

venula:

If I had a chance to tell you
just one thing, it would have been that
I wanted to exist with you because
you are like the waves in the ocean,
hope sailing on your smooth,
carefree shoulders.

We could have been a legacy,
the sunset that made the stars
burst and the moon forever hide
away in fear,…

venula:

I just want to kiss you a million times. I want to kiss you when you’re laughing. I want to kiss you when you’re sleeping. I want to kiss you in the dark, and when we’re looking up at the stars. I want to kiss you when you’re speaking, and when you have nothing left to say. I want to kiss you when…



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