Words on a gravestone: I waited but you never came - Radiohead
Contusion Color floods to the spot, dull purple. The rest of the body is all washed out, The color of pearl.
In a pit of rock The sea sucks obsessively, One hollow the whole sea's pivot.
The size of a fly, The doom mark Crawls down the wall.
The heart shuts, The sea slides back, The mirrors are sheeted. -♥Sylvia Plath
"Some hearts are broken and mended, Others are shattered or torn, Although it was never intended, For love is eternally sworn, I've cried and prayed and pleaded, for that love to hold its ground. hope was all I needed, and pain was all I found." ~Brennan Hill
All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that I am nobody but myself. ~Ralph Ellison, "Battle Royal