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There's a Korean word my grandma taught me. It's called jung. It's the connection between two people that can't be severed, even when love turns to hate. You still have those old feelings for them; you can't ever completely shake them loose of you; you will always have tenderness in your heart for them. I think this must be some part of what I feel for Genevieve. Jung is why I can't hate her. We're tied.

– Jenny Han

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What happens to all the words left unsaid, the deep rooted longings and matters of the uncalled love of heart? Where do they drown, for there's no ocean left in me. I have already abandoned all the reveries of teardrops echoing me back to you. I would miss you, maybe in an alternate verse of Phir Le Aya Dil. For when I would watch and see you, you alone.

-Anushka

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Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956

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We must die where love can't reach. Buried in a land where lovers don't roam, for it might bring us back to life or it might torment us in our sleep.

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Would you like to remember me? Even for a little? The only thing I fear the most is to forgotten, but humans are good at it- To forget and to be forgotten. But if you had lived, even for a little bit of time, with me, Please, don't forget me.

I know there will come a day, very soon, when I will be gone and the Earth will eat me, but would you remember me, even for a little? For that's the only thing that I dread- to be removed from memories that were "our happiness of past"

The past doesn't haunt me anymore because it's no longer a remembrance, but a beautiful memory. I hope it's the same for you too. I hope when we'll meet again by "earthly accidents", and when your eyes will meet mine, I hope, and only hope, to see our memories in your eyes that had hold so many tears. I hope to see you again- I could only hope to see you again.

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this is how i overthink

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And some nights, the thought of you makes me shiver a fluorescent cold.

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:)

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the feminine urge to run away to a foreign country and spend endless days in a library

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Kill Your Darlings (2013 film)

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excerpt from  “I Argued with the Stars About You”,  Asli Hersi

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Aphrodite, I plead to the moon drenched night sky “Tell me: if love is meant to heal, then why does it destroy those who choose it?”

—Nikita Gill, Night Songs To Aphrodite

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Fernando Pessoa, from “The Book of Disquiet”

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Love to me was fragments of visitors on the footsteps of my door. He stayed, they didn't.

4 years, a month.

-anushka to aaro.