Let me grieve.
The life I will not lead.
The love that was lost
along the way.
The future
that I said my goodbyes to.
Let me grieve,
all the moments
you will not be mine.
The children we did not have
and the baby names
we did not use.
Let me weep.
Let me unravel myself
from the place
you always kept me
tucked away in.
I will say my goodbyes.
I will learn to say new hellos.
Last of the Hopeless Romantics xx
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“Grief will keep you reaching back / for what is not there”
— Adrianne Kalfopoulou, “Poem in Pieces, a Log,” A History of Too Much
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Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Brenna Twohy, A Coworker Asks Me If I Am Sad, Still
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Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
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‘Love is the one thing that we’re capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space.’
“Eulogy from a Physicist” by Aaron Freeman, with quotes from Interstellar by Christopher Nolan, and images from NASA, Interstellar, Getty, Petrichara, and Reuters.
1- NASA: GOODS-South.
2- NASA: NGC 1850.
3- NASA: Iberian Peninsula.
4- Christopher Nolan: Interstellar.
5- NASA: From the Earth to the Moon.
6- Hannah La Folette Ryan: Subway Hands.
7- Adams Evans: Heart Nebula.
8- NASA: Exploring the Antennae.
9- NASA: Crescent Moon from the International Space Station.
10- Petrichara.
11- Getty Images.
12- NASA: SMACS 0723.
13- Reuters
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I wanted to be where nobody I knew could ever come.
Sylvia Plath, from ‘The Bell Jar’
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I like to be alone. I have control over my own space. Therefore, in order to win me over, your presence has to be better than my solitude. You're not competing with another person, you are competing with my comfort zone.
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One thing, I certainly prefer being alone; I shun people like poison; I simply don’t want them […]
Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956 — Ted Hughes, 7th-8th October 1956
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“I need solitude. I need space. I need air. I need the empty fields round me; and my legs pounding along roads; and sleep; and animal existence.”
Virginia Woolf from “The Diary of Virginia Woolf”
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