Love. Either it is a remnant of something degenerating, something which once has been immense, or it is a particle of what will in the future develop into something immense; but in the present it is unsatisfying, it gives much less than one expects.
// Anton Chekhov
No, I don’t want to tame you,
you’d lose your animal charm.
The Door Is Open // Anna Swir
When the person you love tells you
That they cannot give you what you deserve –
Is it possible to spend your life with someone
and perpetually maintain the passion?
Or is it inevitable that the desire will fade
and the foundation of friendship is all that will remain?