And I'd give up forever to touch you

Cause I know that you feel me somehow

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

John McCrae

Sigh

I miss Mordheim.

“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves (...)”

 Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

I want you to notice

"When I am not around

You're so fucking special

I wish I was special"

 "We don't need to be constantly reasonable in order to have good relationships; all we need to have mastered is the occasional capacity to acknowledge with good grace that we may, in one or two areas, be somewhat insane."

Alain de Botton, The Course of Love

Whatever our souls are made of

"Vegvisir and Aegishjalmur are two of the most well-known Icelandic symbols today. You’ll see them in tattoos, jewelry, artwork, and even pop culture. In English, the Vegvisir is called the Viking compass. The Aegishjalmur is known as the Helm of Awe."

https://guidetoiceland.is/best-of-iceland/vegvisir-vs-aegishjalmur-meanings-origins-and-key-differences

MORERAPS, on writing - Joseph Coelho

In the attempt

"If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt." 

Before Sunrise