Bittersweet Quotes


If there is an afterlife,
I want my soul intact.
And then maybe
I'll see you there  
 

who would've known how
bittersweet
this would taste



 






Baby, don't forget my name
    when the morning breaks us.







 

Give me the sweetest goodbye
That I ever did receive because
they all have been so bitter.












Your arms around me come undone, makes my heart beat like a drum. See the panic in my eyes, kiss me only when I cry.





 

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I know ihurts you,
I KNOW IT BURNS YOU,
                 hot and colin
a lonely hotel room.
Look into me, tell me
WHY YOU'RE CRYING, I
need to know.            
             

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It's a combination of being happy for you
and then me constantly feeling put off into the distance.
i don't think i'll be able to recall the curves of your face
or the thrill of your voice when you spoke of something you love,
every word that rolled off your tongue so flowingly


or the way your hair fell in your eyes or that night
when your smile took me under arrest and i felt
as if i could stay in prison forever


i don't think i'll be able to recall every enchanting word
you said to me, they satisfied every bit of my psyche
or how you would rub my back and i would feel every aching
bone healed by your fingertips


or that friday morning when you said goodbye and it
tasted so bittersweet because i saw it coming
our sad beautiful tragic love affair —

i don't think i'll be able to recall.


                                                                     h.w.
Sometimes I wonder if there really are parallel universes, and what sort of lives the parallel universe versions of me is living.

Maybe, in one parallel universe, I'm living the perfect life. And nothing bad that happened in this world happened to me.
Maybe, in another universe, everything bad that happened to me happened, and I felt a lot worse about it.

So it's kind of a bittersweet thing to think about.


"So we could rave on, darling, you and I,
until the stars tick out a lullaby
ab
out each cosmic pro and con;
nothing changes, for all the blazing of
our drastic jargon, but clock hands that move
implacably from twelve to one."
                             -Sylvia Plath
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