Grief Means We Loved Fiercelyand If That Is All Anyone Ever Has To Say About Either One Of Us In The

Grief means we loved fiercely…and if that is all anyone ever has to say about either one of us in the end, I think we lived our best life.

We spoke

We spoke of love and cities found,

Of buried gold deep underground,

How rivers sigh, when lost to sea,

Of whisky poured in cups of tea.

We spoke of art in Golden frames,

Of memories lost, forgotten names,

How shooting stars write wishes bright,

And shadows fade into the night.

We spoke of wolves and many things,

Of ticking clocks, and circus swings,

how crying doves fly up above,

But most of all we spoke of love.

- Michael Faudet

Middle of the night or early in the morning? Rain or sunshine? Grey or black? Evening strolls with background music or forgetting time at a club? Black n white or all shades of grey? Love at first sight or pining for a "hey"?

And most importantly, Orlando Bloom in Pirates or in LOTR?

fck zodiac signs i wanna know - hardcover or paperback? top bunk or bottom? podcasts or audiobooks? morning or evening showers?

Lorde and Hozier didn't have the right to get me dancing or screaming in my room all the time. I need to have self control

Adding colours and glitters to the fairy dust... 🧚‍♂️🪄

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here’s some fairy dust to everyone who is struggling with problems but trying their best to stay soft-hearted and determined ✩