I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth.
Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via neuseks)
You said you loved me more than anyone could ever love anything.
So why are you leaving now?
fuck (via kenzering)
It’s getting harder to get used to the sight of her and knowing that she has kissed the lips that once belonged to me.
If someday the moon calls you by your name don’t be surprised,
Because every night I tell her about you.
Shahrazad al-Khalij (via oceanghosts)
I go through phases. Somedays I feel like the person I’m supposed to be, and then somedays, I turn into no one at all. There is both me and my silhouette. I hope that on the days you find me and all I am are darkened lines, you still are willing to be near me.
Mary Kate Teske (via poetrea)