“You were the sun, and I was crashing into you. I'd wake up every morning and think, 'This will end in flames.”
― Carry On
― Carry On
“He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.”
― Collected Poems
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.”
― Collected Poems
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