Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.
Paulo Coelho
Constantine P. Cavafy, from The Collected Poems of C. P. Cavafy; "A Love,"
I'm so tired of everything, but the thought of your arms around me feels like rest. Like home. Like I could finally breathe. I think I could fall asleep forever there.
Emily Brontë, from "Wuthering Heights," originally published in 1847
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Crashing out over an old lost love. A safe space for my thoughts and mild optimism. 2025She/They
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