Melinder

“With whomever you feel yourself as if you are with your very self, he or she is surely your true Valentine!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“I have not forgotten you — the nights are long and difficult. You too know that all my eyes see, all touch with myself, from any distance, is you. The caress of fabrics, the color of colors, the wires, the nerves, the pencils, the leaves, the dust, the cells, the war and the sun, everything experienced in the minutes of the non-clocks and the non-calendars and the empty non-glances, is you. You felt it, that’s why you let that ship take me away from Le Havre where you never said good-bye to me. I will write to you with my eyes, always. For you is all.”
― Frida Kahlo, The Diary of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait

“my dear, I have nothing to say.
my heart burns
like the evening sky.”
― Sanober Khan

“He would let himself in whenever he felt like it, come and go as he pleased. I remembered when this was such a big deal for me, not so long ago. I’d wanted my own space, my front door that I could lock behind me and know for sure that nobody was going to be inside there without me. I remembered telling him that I wanted that space back. I remembered asking him for the key, and him walking away from me. I remembered him simply walking away and leaving, without so much as an argument.”
― Elizabeth Haynes, Into The Darkest Corner