grief and love and longing and death and losing yourself and mourning and absence and picture a grave and picture six feet freshly dug and I think of loss and I can only think of you and I looked down into the depths when I met you I couldn’t measure it and memories and heartbreak and realizing it’s forever and trying to understand the loss and trying and trying
i think love is when i put myself to bed even when im tired, and i carry myself up the stairs even though my knees ache. and i think love is when i buy myself a coffee when im broke, and i know that ill get myself back later. and i think love is letting myself love someone, even though i am so scared. love is a heavy thing that carries you as much as you carry it.
“GRIEF” by Franchesca Cox | “Love and Pain” by Edvard Munch | “Harmony”, chapter 57 of “Crimson Rivers” by @mayzarbewithyou | screenshot from “Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix” | chapter 12 of “Here’s looking at you kid” by @little-shit-soph | “Letter to Cynthia” by Nick Cave | “The Lament for Icarus” by Herbert James Draper | “Fleabag” s2ep4 | “Love Warrior” by Glennon Doyle Melton | “Under the Burden of Misery” by Teodor Axentowicz | Andrew Garfield on grief | “A Hopeless Dawn” by Frank Bramley | quote by Jamie Anderson | painting by Malcom T. Liepke (?)| quote from “Wandavison”
