Stephanie Doyle Basinger

“The most difficult aspect of moving on is accepting that the other person already did.”
― Faraaz Kazi

“6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days,
and I still don’t know which month it was then
or what day it is now.
Blurred out lines
from hangovers
to coffee
Another vagabond
lost to love.

4am alone and on my way.
These are my finest moments.
I scrub my skin
to rid me from
you
and I still don’t know why I cried.
It was just something in the way you took my heart and rearranged my insides and I couldn’t recognise the emptiness you left me with when you were done. Maybe you thought my insides would fit better this way, look better this way, to you and us and all the rest.
But then you must have changed your mind
or made a wrong
because why did you
leave?

6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days,
and I still don’t know which month it was then
or what day it is now.
I replace cafés with crowded bars and empty roads with broken bottles
and this town is healing me slowly but still not slow or fast enough because there’s no right way to do this.
There is no right way to do this.

There is no right way to do this.”
― Charlotte Eriksson, Another Vagabond Lost To Love: Berlin Stories on Leaving & Arriving

“Someday, beyond the clouds and all the world's wrongs, there will be love, compassion and justice, and we shall all understand.”
― Flavia Weedn, To Take Away the Hurt: Insights into Healing

“Not watching the path where his legs took him, he walked on because he knew he had to walk ahead, leaving his past behind.”
― Faraaz Kazi