"Your hand found mine.
Life rushed to my fingers like a blood clot."

Anne Sexton, “The Touch,” from Love Poems (via lifeinpoetry)

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"And if you’re going to walk out of my life and leave, I ask one thing of you. Once you’re gone and you see that I’m doing fine, don’t you dare come back."

Things I wish I could tell you (via soulsscrawl)

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