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Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time? My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.
To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else’s heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. He had not missed a single one of her gestures, not one of the indications of her character, but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell.
Gabriel Garcí a Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
(via gaws)
In retrospect, we regret the things we didn’t do more than the things we did.
A pain stabbed my heart, as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.
Laugh snorted/spit out my coffee on the train this morning when I read this. Funny girls are the most attractive girls.
You were gone before it even sank in that you were here. I should have hugged you at least four more times.
Sigh.