When you came, you were like red wine and honey,
And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.
Now you are like morning bread,
Smooth and pleasant,
I hardly taste you at all, for I know your savor,
But I am completely nourished.

Amy Lowell, “A Decade” (via larmoyante)

(via sylviia)

It’s quite an undertaking to start loving somebody. You have to have
energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment right at the
start where you have to jump across an abyss: if you think about it
you don’t do it.

Jean-Paul Satre, Nausea (via kingheadswim)