Lunexstar - Luna

— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

I refuse to die without being fluent in at least 5 language.

Jihyun Yun, from Some Are Always Hungry; “The Leaving Season”

[Text ID: “It’s strange / to know this world I loved, / loves me best / dismembered.”]

“People die of broken hearts. They have heart attacks. And it’s the heart that hurts most when things go wrong and fall apart.”

— Markus Zusak

Imagine having someone to love and cherish you? Kiss you when you're least expecting it? Hugging you from behind and putting their head in the crook of your neck? Holding your hand when you're on a walk? Planting soft kisses on your forehead? Whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you're slow dancing in the middle of the night? Asking you how you're really feeling? Cuddling and reading books with you? Buying you new copies if your favorite books? Sending you "this reminded me of you" messages? Actually putting you and your feelings first? What an otherworldly concept!

Poetry is what helps me remember that even in my fragments, I am whole.

Jennifer Huang