in another universe I loved you the way you wanted me to, I loved you right
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in another universe I loved you the way you wanted me to, I loved you right

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and I know that someday soon I'll see you
but now you're out of sight
and you’ll kiss me like you used to
in the january night
ieri al mare volevo che mi portasse via lontano, che lavasse via tutte le mie colpe le parole dette male i gesti mal riusciti, volevo essere nuova. questa sensazione è durata per un po’, forse dovrei andare al mare più spesso
con il ciclo sono praticamente un’ameba
Ernst Haas, Central Park, Spring, 1970

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A Light Left On
In the evening we came back Into our yellow room, For a moment taken aback To find the light left on, Falling on silent flowers, Table, book, empty chair While we had gone elsewhere, Had been away for hours. When we came home together We found the inside weather. All of our love unended The quiet light demanded, And we gave, in a look At yellow walls and open book. The deepest world we share And do not talk about But have to have, was there, And by that light found out.
by May Sarton
“Shall I take you with me?
Shall we go together
All the way to silence,”
May Sarton, Halfway to Silence
I always forget how important the empty days are, how important it may be sometimes not to expect to produce anything, even a few lines in a journal. A day when one has not pushed oneself to the limit seems a damaged, damaging day, a sinful day. Not so! The most valuable thing one can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of a room.
— May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude (W.W. Norton & Company, October 17, 1992) (via Make Believe Boutique)
May Sarton, from a diary entry featured in "Journal of a Solitude," originally published in 1973
May Sarton, from a diary entry featured in "Journal of a Solitude," originally published in 1973

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May Sarton, The Poetry of May Sarton
this song maybe is one little part of my soul. i first listened to it at 15 and it’s litterally part of myself
I met you somewhere
in a hell beneath the stairs
there's someone in that room
that frightens you when they go boom -
there's something wrong with our hearts
when they beat pure, they stand apart
in the black room, the light, watch the seabird fall
real love, it finds you somewhere with your back to it -
we know, we know
we belong by the stream, into the dawn

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mi sta venendo da vomitare. letteralmente non sopporto più nulla e nessuno