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Yannis Ritsos, trans. by Kimon Friar, from a poem featured in "Erotica: Love Poems,"

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I weep because you cannot save people. You can only love them. You can’t transform them, you can only console them.
Anaïs Nin, Nearer the Moon: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1937-1939
Jeanette Winterson, from "Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal," publ. in 2011

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i think dying or killing for someone is slightly overrated. dying just means you'll leave my side, killing means you'll leave my side as well. so it's a lose-lose there. and if i were to die for someone or kill for someone, they'd lose me. lose-lose, nothing good.
but living for someone? learning to appreciate life once again, to appreciate people again? oh god that's the kind of love i yearn for. live for me as i will live for you-- start to enjoy the flowers, the breeze, the clouds that pass in the sky, the little things you find enjoyable. live for me, and i will live for you.
The Lovers (1958) dir. Louis Malle
Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
― The Lover (1992)

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Oh that? That’s my ancient tradition. I call it hurting my own feelings
hey google tell me how to stop feeling a crippling and deep seated fear of abandonment
I lay in bed and watch you sleep just to be close to you
You’ve closed yourself off to me again
I miss you
I’m so close but you’re so far
Failed again because of my vulnerability
I thought I was letting you in by sharing my anxieties but it made you turn away
My communication skills must suck
I want to reach out and touch you but I don’t want to feel the sting of you pulling away
So I lay here frozen in fear of furthering the distance longing for your love
Nobody deserves to fall asleep at night wondering why they weren't enough.

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