"You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me."
-F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via quotethat)
"This is love, she thought, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?"
"I miss you all the time, and I think of you all the time. You consume my heart and you eat away at my soul."