Note this: In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, How gently you lived, And how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.

I've witnessed this. It is a loss of beauty and dying ember of flame. It is proof that scars run deep and have touched the soul. I wait patiently for the slightest bit of smile to reach her eyes. I long to see that flame that brightened these once sparkling eyes. Empty...lifeless...sad...

I thought he was a myth." "Oh, you know what they say, all myths based in truth and all that." She smiled at him, but this time it was different. Her face smiled, but her eyes didn't.

El café de los corazones rotos - Penelope Stokes

Miércoles mudo: #MM muy poco mudo!

El café de los corazones rotos - Penelope Stokes I'm still learning

esa forma de extrañarte, teniéndote siempre dentro de mi

To miss (someone) isn't being empty, it's being so full of someone that they are present in spite of their absence.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

"He/she bit her tongue again to keep the truth from leaking out of the many holes she had in his/her heart.

Entonces, no estoy donde estoy. Dejo mi cuerpo y me voy, lejos, a ninguna parte.

Entonces, no estoy donde estoy. Dejo mi cuerpo y me voy, lejos, a ninguna parte.

cuando los dias son tristes, a veces solo pasan.

More Pablo Neruda genius; Life goes on -- they say--, but that is not always true. Sometimes life doesn't go on. Sometimes the days just pass by.

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