#v

She knew exactly what he meant. Despite their differences, because of their differences, they were a perfect mismatched set. Two sides of the same tarnished penny. An out-of-step Fred and Ginger. Vaughn was just as fucked up as she was - he was just so much better at hiding it. ↗

— Sarra Manning

#love #love

Oh so i was right last night then. Unlike me, she has your love. ↗

— Samantha Young

#jocelyn-butler #on-dublin-street #samantha-young #love

The One You Hate The Most.. Is The One You love The Most! ↗

— Sarvpriya Sharma

#love

You know its more than that. I know now that it was right that I didn't find my queen all these years. Waiting for you was worth everything that I thought I couldn't endure. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#love

A woman's love is strange and cruel and nearly always clear-sighted, love that sees is always horrible love, and she knew walking away was right and so she walked, dismissing the cries as only another part of the boy's development, like smiles from gas or scraped knees. ↗

— Stephen King

#richard-bachman #women #love

She had died at age twelve, and by now she was nothing but the memory of love-- nothing, now, but bones. ↗

— Kim Edwards

#love #memory #age

She told me there was a place on my face she wanted to inhale. ↗

— Mikl Paul

#love-story #prose #prose-poetry #love

Dich hab ich nicht erreicht- Doch nähert Tag für Tag Sich dir mein Fuß Drei Flüsse noch und ein Berg Ich überqueren muss. Noch Eine Wüste, noch ein Meer, Die Reise aber zähl ich nicht, Wenn ich dann vor Dir steh. Wir schreiten leicht, wie Schnee wir stehen, die Wasser murmeln leis. Flüsse, Wüsten, Berg und Meer sind von uns durchlaufen. Doch Tod entreißt mir meinen Preis, Dich schauend, er gewinnt. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#life #love #life

I don’t even know if I have bones in my body anymore. I don’t know how I’m standing. I could melt under the sweet heat of his lips that are now tracing a line down my chest to the very top of my breasts, as he tugs gently at my shirt, giving himself room to leave one more brush of his lips, before he stops. ↗

— Lauren Blakely

#romance #love

Love should never be a secret and it should never, ever be forgotten. ↗

— Suzanne Palmieri-Hayes

#remember #secret #love