look how they shine for you.
Love is so short and oblivion so long. Because on nights like this I held her in my arms, my soul is lost without her. Although this may be the last pain she causes me, and this may be the last poem I write for her.
"It’s not the length of time we knew someone that makes them so special. It’s what they brought into our lives."
Sandra Kring, A Life of Bright Ideas
"How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger?"
— Virginia Woolf, from
nadam se boljem tjednu :(
"They told me that to make her fall in love, I had to make her laugh. But everytime she laughs, I’m the one who falls in love."
"Želio sam da me prizna kao jedinu svoju mogućnost."
— ~ Meša Selimović (via