#sad

For all her culture's attention to the physical, it seemingly has little to salve the creatural anguish of losing someone else's body, their touch, their heat, their oceanic heart...she doesn't want another body, she wants the body she loved, the forceps scar across his cheek that she traced with her hand, his penis, its elegant sweep to the side, the preternaturally soft skin. One wants what one has loved, not the idea of love. ↗

— Michelle Latiolais

#loneliness #longing #loss #lost-love #mourning

Oh! To live alone, always alone, in the midst of the crowd that surrounds me, without a word of love ever coming to gladden my soul, without a friendly hand reaching out to me! ↗

— Herculine Barbin

#hermaphrodite #intersex #loneliness #sad #sadness

La memoria del corazón elimina los malos recuerdos y magnifica los buenos, y que gracias a ese artilugio logramos sobrellevar el pasado. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#pasado #recuerdos #love

I am poppies in the field Red and cold I am sleeping alone and I am light I am light I am light ↗

— Bella Betina

#love #sad #sadness #love

No, Sky. You didn't tell her everything…you told you everything. Those things happened to you, not to someone else. They happened to Hope. They happened to Sky. They happened to the best friend that I loved all those years ago, and they happened to the best friend I love who’s looking back at me right now. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#holder #hope #hopeless #love #molestation

And still we love the evil cause And of the just effect complain; We tread upon life's broken laws And murmur at our self-inflicted pain. ↗

— John Greenleaf Whittier

#life

Her past is colliding with my present, future. Some of us wants to sleep under the blanket of lies rather than getting naked with truth. ↗

— Jay

#sad #love

I will do anything. Anything, Blaire, just to be near you. I can’t think about anything else. I can’t focus on anything. So never think you’re inconveniencing me. You need me, I’m there. ↗

— Abbi Glines

#love #sadness #love

In other words, I was a moderately happy penguin who was occasionally attacked by sadness. ↗

— Takuji Ichikawa

#love #sadness #love

Chleo clutched her chest in agony. Drowning in her own sorrow. Her own lonelyness. How was she still alive? Everyone knew it was impossible to live without a heart. And Nick had just taken hers with him. ↗

— Georgia Whybird

#sadness #love