╭₊˚๑Annie ☾♡˚੭

“If we knew the point
where something is going to break,
where the thread of kisses will be cut,
where a look will no longer meet another,
where the heart will leap toward another place,
we could put another point on that point
or at least go with it to its breaking.

— Roberto Juarroz, from “7,” Vertical Poetry Vol 4. Translated by W.S. Merwin. (North Point Press September 1988)”
― Roberto Juarroz

“This is my new happy place, Erik murmured into the shell of my ear the second time we had sex that night. And then he pushed my sweaty hair away from my forehead, and I looked up at him and thought, His eyes are the exact color of the sky when the sun shines. And I always, always loved the sky.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Stuck with You

“And I’ve been scared, scared like never before, that I’d hurt you.” He lifts his hand. Curves it around my cheek. “That I’d left you in some—any kind of pain. That I couldn’t make amends. Which, let me tell you, is no fun when you know in your lizard brain that you’re about five minutes from falling in love with someone.” He closes his eyes. “Maybe past. Can’t really tell.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Stuck with You

“I only knew you for twenty-four hours, but I’ve never missed anyone so much.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Stuck with You