“I hope one day we meet again. In twenty years, in that gorgeous hotel we’d always wanted to stay at. You’d be checking in for business, and I’d be with my family. You’d look me over, once, twice, and see a smile you’d never seen before in your life. A smile that I never had with you. You’ll see my little boy tugging at my coattails, waiting for attention. I’d catch your eye, and you’d know. You’d know for sure that it’s me. I hope, that instead of raging jealousy, you’re happy. I hope you’ll be happy that I’m okay. Because I never felt that way with you.”— 2035 (Morsus Engel)
(via nitrogen)
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April 2 2018
… it’s such a tender and warm feeling when someone wants to listen to you talk because they’re actually genuinely interested in your mind and what you say …
(via lonely-pink-rose)
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April 2 2018