198 notes"Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts."
— Edgar Allan Poe (via farewell-kingdom)
796 notes"So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache."
— Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via uhhleeese)