Saturday, January 17, 2015

You can’t fall in love with every place you stay, the same way you can’t fall in love with every beautiful stranger on the street, even when they somehow become a part of you without you meaning for it to happen. I had this bad habit of breaking my heart, so I looked for Brahms to fill up the empty spaces, the same way I looked for you in the barren woods on all those restless winter evenings. Chasing, always chasing after that elusive feeling, the sound of your fingers at 4 AM catching on the edge of the guitar strings, leaving track marks and dissonance in my dreams. It must have been then, in that strange, unsettling sort of way, I began wondering what you were like in the early mornings – hair touseled, voice still rough and fucked-out raspy – or how you liked your coffee – watery with no sugar. I never minded any of it though. I’ve always thought that the warmest place in this city is where you sleep at night.


13 comments:

  1. dying at this last sentence "I’ve always thought that the warmest place in this city is where you sleep at night."
    it's so heartfelt

    http://radarmagazine.se/linnwiberg

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  2. Really good entry, I love the colors, they fit the mood perfectly<3

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  3. Lovely photos, especially the second one.
    And your words, so beautiful.

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  4. i'm so glad you found my blog and left a comment, because i adore your blog. your words are so gorgeous and i love the last photo.

    m.see
    http://blog.mollyseemeador.com/

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  5. I love your writing style. Your blog is lovely.

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  6. This is such a lovely post, Liz. Beautifully written.

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  7. When I was younger I used to envy the people that got to be close to him. I don't anymore.

    / Avy
    http://MyMotherFuckedMickJagger.blogspot.com




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  8. it's time i fell in love with a new city. Really lovely words.

    Buckets & Spades

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  9. beautiful as always, and i love that you wrote about dreams and sleeping and late nights because it goes so perfectly with that last photo.

    jessica - littlehenrylee.com

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  10. Your style of writing is so divine - I love falling in love with new cities. I love falling in love with the world.
    Gorgeous words - fantastic post!

    Definitely coming back for more!
    Hope to keep in touch xxxxxxx

    http://mystery-girl007.blogspot.com/

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  11. I totally fall in love with every beautiful stranger on the street. And then I find that my love is so deep, that I follow them home and up the stairs and into their bedroom and then just stare at them for the rest of eternity, all the while making them uncomfortable. ;)

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  12. I love the last photo! That lighting!

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