Blendedwhiskey - Existential Longing

“…to seek among phrases and fragments something unbroken—I to whom there is not beauty enough in moon or tree; to whom the touch of one person with another is all, yet who cannot grasp even that, who am so imperfect, so weak, so unspeakably lonely.”

— Virginia Woolf, The Waves

I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.

— Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

You're in her DMs

I have her blocked

You will understand in time

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In the morning, when our love is as tranquil as dew

I will think of two entities

Just Me and You.

Our journey, future, present and past

What our love entails, and how long it will last.

In the afternoon, at the pinnacle of our joy

I will hasten to remind you

That our foes will attempt to destroy

That which, we most cherish and unquestionably enjoy.

In the evening, when we have gained and lost

Our love will still hold firm

By any means or any cost

We will reflect and laugh about memories from our prime

And we will cling firmly on each other’s wrinkled hands

While we wait for our time.

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