Unrequited Love Bullsh*t #2
Love, unrequited, robs me of my rest:
Love, hopeless love, my ardent soul encumbers:
Love, nightmare-like, lies heavy on my chest,
And weaves itself into my midnight slumbers!
- William S. Gilbert
The Hiatus
A hiatus is a recognition that one must live a present with the intention of creating a past.
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