Tact is the ability to tell someone to go to hell in such a way that they look forward to the trip.
Inelegantly, and without my consent, time passed.
Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
if i believe
in death be sure
because you have loved me,
moon and sunset
stars and flowers
gold crescendo and silver muting.
No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness.
Come quickly, I am drinking the stars!
how stupid of me; to think I was the only flower in your garden.
Even death has a heart.
Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on.
I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.
Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to
museums, and parks, and monuments,
and kiss you in every beautiful
place, so that you can
never go back to them
without tasting me
like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most
beautiful way possible.
And when I leave
you will finally understand,
why storms are named after people.
She was like the wilted flowers. Beautiful, yet slowly dying.