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Love was a verb with a certain amount of energy attached to it - a daily quota - and you had to choose on whom you wanted to spend this energy. That was love. That was why people had to pray for it. If it were not finite, no one would pine for love in their lives - they would just wait to receive or learn to give. ↗
...strands of your hair and tendrils of the wind spin into nothingness the memories of that day... ↗
Mi sa che è questo il mio limite: mi mancano le conclusioni, nel senso che ho l'impressione che niente finisca mai veramente. Io vorrei, vorrei davvero che i dispiaceri scaduti, le persone sbagliate, le risposte che non ho dato, i debiti contratti senza bisogno, le piccole meschinità che mi hanno avvelenato il fegato, tutte le cose a cui ancora penso, le storie d'amore soprattutto, sparissero dalla mia testa e non si facessero più vedere, ma sono pieno di strascichi, di fantasmi disoccupati che vengono spesso a trovarmi. Colpa della memoria, che congela e scongela in automatico rallentando la digestione della vita... ↗
Kamu tahu betapa dalam rasa hormatku pada rasa cintaku ini? Bahkan aku bisa cemburu jika kamu memberi perhatian pada bunga-bunga. Aku juga cemburu pada angin yang membelai wajahmu. Aku juga cemburu pada tanah yang kamu pijak. ↗
Will I see you at all?” He shook his head. But he couldn’t yet make himself move away. He was unwilling to relinquish his hold on her, unwilling to say that final good-bye. He held her for a minute, then two, then three, simply holding her and committing to memory what he could not have in life. There was a sweet, comforting scent to her. His memory was very, very good, but she was better. He only loosened his grip when he feared he might not be able to let go of her at all. ↗
#life
It frightens me that I can't do anything sensible about it." "Are you scared that you'll wind up with a boring job where you have to see the same people every day and drink instant coffee?" "I'm more scared that I'll forget the feeling I have now." "Kind of like how you forgot how it feels to be three years old." "That surely I'll wind up thinking I was so young, I didn't really understand everything. It bothers me that I know I will be wrong. ↗
আমাদের সেই কথোপকথন, সেই বাক্যালাপগুলি গ্রন্থিত করলে পৃথিবীর একটি শ্রেষ্ঠ প্রেমের কবিতা হতে পারতো; হয়তো আজ তার কিছুই মনে নেই আমার মনে সেই বাক্যালাপগুলি নিরন্তর শিশির হয়ে ঝরে পড়ে, মৌমাছি হয়ে গুনগুন করে স্বর্ণচাঁপা আর গোলাপ হয়ে ঝরতে থাকে; সেই ফুলের গন্ধে, সেই মৌমাছির গুঞ্জনে আর কোকিলের গানে আমি সারারাত ঘুমাতে পারি না, নিঃশ্বাস ফেলতে পারি না ↗
