In English we say, “I miss you” but in poetry we say, “Your absence is a hollow ache, a silent echo that reverberates through my days and nights.”

— David Foster Wallace

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Love of The Last Tycoon

“Ah! I'm suffocating from this longing I have for you.” — Albert Camus to Maria Casarès

— Mahmoud Darwish

“What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then.” — T.S. Eliot

bored out of my mind I guess self-improvement is the only thing left to do

— Amy Lowell, from A dome of many-coloured glass; “Before the Altar”

— Nina Parks

— Sylvia Plath

please please please let me get what i want september

“Soothe him; save him; love him; tell him you love him and will be his. (...) I am insane-quite insane: with my veins running fire, and my heart beating faster than I can count its throbs.” — Charlotte Brontë, from Jane Eyre

September be kind