Latest Posts by whereshadowslive - Page 2

And then there are days when I can't even recognise myself.

— where shadows live, on days I feel lost

I'm still sitting here and you are still lying there, and there are so many things we should say to each other, but we shall never be able to.

— Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front

I have become you, and you me,

I am the body, you soul;

So that no one can say hereafter,

That you are someone, and me someone else.

— Amir Khusrau

you must love life even when you have no stomach for it

While I bathe in cliffside pools

With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief

Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die

I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you

— Taylor Swift, the lakes

(Photos by Mark Atkinson, Cristian Benavides, lil artsy, eberhard grossgasteiger)

Tumhein lagta hai ki main tumhein apni taqleefein nahi batati

Par tumhe kaise samjhaon ki tumhe dekhte hi mujhe koi taqleef hi nahi rehti

You think I don't tell you my problems?

But how can I make you understand that all my problems disappear just by looking at you?

— where shadows live

(Photo by Dina Nasyrova)

I am afraid of falling asleep. To wake up to find that you were there only in my dreams.

— where shadows live

I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

Yours

(now I'm even losing my name - it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)

― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

How do we tell the sea that we are drowning on land?

Even if you are annoyed come just to give me pain Come even if you have to then leave me yet again

Ranjish hi sahi dil hi dukhane ke liye aa

Aa phir se mujhe chhod ke jaane ke liye aa

— Ahmad Faraz

This was the trouble with families. Like invidious doctors, they knew just where it hurt.

- Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

One day you will ask me which is more important? My life or yours? I will say mine and you will walk away not knowing that you are my life.

― Khalil Gibran