We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.

Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast (via books-n-quotes)

I have loved you, in every life,
I think –

Scatter my atoms across the universe, and still, they would know your name.

Softly, I become endless, in you.

you were written on every molecule I ever became | p.d (via lostcap)

I want you and all your tattered pages. I want all your words, especially the breathless ones. I want the lips they came from too. I want. I want. I want you.