After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished; Need we... - Edna St. Vincent Millay
"After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished; Need we say it was not love, just because it perished?"
"After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished; Need we say it was not love, just because it perished?"
"No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place."
"Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely."
"Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell."
"Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely."
"It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it's one damn thing over and over."