#lost

How can I be lost, if I've got nowhere to go? ↗

— Metallica

#doubt #lost #nowhere #death

But are the twin souls destined to be together? Synchronicity is at work here to bring the two back together again. How entrancing to find the same magical alchemy still at work, just as it was at the first meeting – a recognition of a deep rooted love so entrenched and so accepted, it could only have been forged in other lifetimes together. And probably that is what love at first sight is, recognition of an ancient love. ↗

— Chimnese Davids

#emotions #feelings #lost-love-letters #love

Each day before the end of eve she sought her lover, nor would him leave, until the stars were dimmed, and day came glimmering eastward silver-grey. Then trembling-veiled she would appear, and dance before him, half in fear; there flitting just before his feet she gently chid with laughter sweet: 'Come! dance now, Beren, dance with me! For fain thy dancing I would see! ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#love

...you betrayed me, but after all those years I discover, my tears have wiped the slate clean... ↗

— John Geddes

#love-lost #tears #love

Its the actions one produces that will lead them toward the unknown. ↗

— Steven Farmer

#fun #helpful #inspirational #lost #inspirational

And I think that I cried for days, but now that seems lightyears away, and I'm NEVER going back to who I was ↗

— MoZella

#letting-go #love-lost #change

Anyway that other thing we almost did in Paris-that's probably off the table for a while.Unless you want that whole baby-I'm-on-fire-when-we kiss thing to become freakishly literal ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-and-clary #paris

I don't know, now, when I first looked at Hella and found her stale, found her body uninteresting, her presence grating. It seemed to happen all at once—I suppose that only means that it had been happening for a long time. ↗

— James Baldwin

#lost-love #love

It took a moment to recognize Timothy... her first love. There had been a time when the mere sight of his handsome face had made her catch her breath. It had taken her years to recover from losing Timothy. Now the pain of his loss was muted and somehow apart from her, as if a broken engagement had happened to some other young, naive girl. She looked at him, and all she could think was, Thank Goodness. Thank goodness she's escaped marrying him. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#getting-over-lost-love #love

Gelmek istemiyor gece.. Ne sen gelebiliyorsun o yüzden Ne de ben gidebiliyorum. Ama ben gideceğim. Akrepten bir güneş şakağımı yese de... Ama sen geleceksin. Dilin tuzlu yağmurlarca yakılmış olsa da... ↗

— Federico García Lorca

#love #love