February 2012
35 posts
“Eyes, look your last
Arms, take your last embrace
And, lips, O you the doors...”
Richard: Once's Upon A . . . Love →
So sit still Cause I’m not quite sure it’s your time Well, it’s your time This seems pointless and I know it But it’s taking a toll on me I’m lost And I don’t know where to go now, Without you now But it’s not the same here, Without you here But I’m holding on My life is changing
“My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, And true plain hearts do in the...”
Well, Juliet, I will lie with thee to-night. Come,...
Blood stains our childhood love, bloodshed between...
Thou now mine in eternal love. My dearest wife...
“Tristan, we’ve both known this can’t be. We’ve known this from the start. That...”
– Tristan and Isolde (via lalunenoire)
Words that my love would speak, if I could but see her one more time.
“Yesterday at the market, I saw a couple holding hands… and I realized we’ll...”
– Isolde, Tristan + Isolde (via prima-volta) I just wish to hold my Juliet’s hand and I am forced to this silence, for she is my enemy and our love would do nothing but destroy both our worlds.
“I live in torture, thinking of these moments. With every look he gives you, I...”
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Was it truely love? Oh how could it if it left so...
It is a bitter bitter taste
when sweet things go to waste
when something curdles and goes sour
or shrivels up
after a few short hours
and you feel once enticing thoughts
begin to thicken, fester, and rot
and you’ll sit there,
stroking your chin
savoring the sweetness that could have been
I tried to tell Benvolio about what happened with...
Stop haunting me, please leave me alone. Why can't...
It's at the point where loving you is a curse. And...
Your smile is like a viper biting into my soul....
Thou fall in love only to fall out. Love which is...
