(via nyctanasa)
I revolve the universe of possibilities and probabilities involving you and I and the dream of we […]
Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956 —Gordon Lameyer, 4th August 1954
I wish I could have kept you as friend loved you from a distance I would never feel this heartache that I do. Our children wouldn’t have wars in their head shooting aim at me holding you as their god as I fight the battle field each day I paint your name in the stars as if god himself came down and forced the words out of my throat
