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Bana yalan söylediğinden eminim” dedi Füsun. “Bana olan saygın...– Orhan Pamuk- Masumiyet Muzesi (Museum Of Innocence)
She never thought she would play his last call in her head a thousand times. She wasn’t even paying much attention to what he was saying All she remembers is, he told her “we shouldn’t get upset. We’re already used to being apart, everythings going to be just fine, we love each other, right?” and she replied “yes”. She was too busy (for myself) to...
2210 Part II
I never thought we’ve come this far. You were supposed to give up at some time, get bored of my mixed moods, my come-and-go’s. you never did. and I could never really go, could I? Here I am, trying to make a sense of all this and even after 5 years, I can’t explain it. * You are the biggest placeholder in my heart, yet you’re the most distant to it. How is it ? How...
If I sat next to you That wasn’t my intent And if my hand falls on yours...– Ellie Goulding - Not Following you
All my favorite songs are the ones you told me , or the ones I told you. It’s getting hard to live in the world of “our favorites.”
Jar Of Hearts.
I did this to myself. * And who do you think you are Running ‘round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts And tearing love apart *
Almost ready to give in, Too afraid to run away. * What are we anyway?
If love was enough to keep you by my side, You would have stayed.
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she...– Pablo Neruda (via clavicola)
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We were way too realistic. Way too realistic not to let distance make us believe. Yet we were in love. Maybe we weren’t that realistic.
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I was going to tell you “Lets”. Then your eyes told me “why would we”
Kötü günümde yanımda olmadığın zaman vazgeçtim. Canın sıkıldığında benimle...– Frida Kahlo
You came back and kissed me. And I kissed you back. Then I pushed you away. Turned out I just needed that one last kiss knowing it was really the last one.
Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You...– Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)