dominic|mallari

“At night they come, Before I go to sleep. Spectres and illusions of you. They play around with my love, And finally they strike. They leave me cold, Fearful of them possibly coming true.”

“I am strangely tired, not from having talked so much but at the mere thought of what I still have to say.”

“I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth.”

“At night they come, Before I go to sleep. Spectres and illusions of you. They play around with my love, And finally they strike. They leave me cold, Fearful of them possibly coming true.”

“I know there may be universes out there where I made different choices and they led me somewhere else, led me to someone else. And my heart breaks for every single version of me that didn’t end up with you.”

“I am strangely tired, not from having talked so much but at the mere thought of what I still have to say.”

“We’ve known each other forever,’ she said. ‘I can hardly remember not knowing you. It’s hard to remember the days before you. I don’t even know if there were any.’”

“I never expected her. Sometimes people sneak up on you and suddenly you don’t know you ever lived without them.”

“Poetry comes from the highest happiness or the deepest sorrow.”

“Perhaps somewhere, someplace deep Inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.”