where i've been -

You see, we’re tired, my heart and I,

We dealt with books, we trusted men, 

And in our own blood drenched the pen.

― Elizabeth Barrett Browning, excerpt from My Heart And I

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semantics .

"And we'll want to call it envy, because to call it regret would break our hearts."

André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name

{Photo: P.H. Fitzgerald, 46/60)

Tainted //

And all my woe is that now people are accustomed to say "Yes, jealousy is love,"  

and would excuse a bushel of venom because one grain of love is dropped into it. 

Troilus & Criseyde
edited by Gerard NeCastro 

{Photo: Lydia Greenaway Flickr}

Will you still have me?

I have loved before, but it didn't feel like this.
I have kissed before, but it didn't burn me alive.

Jodi Picoult

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Breathe deeply -

I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.

And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

Wendell Berry 

{Photo:  Adriano Sodré Flickr}