Old Fashioned Roses
"Hearts starve as well as bodies; Give us bread, but give us roses" James Oppenheim
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You’re never going to love me. No matter how much time I give you, no matter how much I love you, you’re never going to love me. And I’m tired of hoping you will.
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
The Painted Drum by Louise Erdich (via skeletales)
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