You have a hole in your heart no one can ever fill. No one will. There is no way to replace what you lost, and I am sorry this has become your reality. I’m sorry you walk around with the weight of this emptiness.
Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
Sylvia Plath
Fernando Pessoa - The Book of Disquiet
“Landscape in the rain
With each drop of rain my failed life weeps with nature. There is something of my own disquiet in the steady drip and patter by which the day vainly empties out its sadness upon the earth.”
