How fascinating it is that there are millions of people all over the world who are wide awake at 4 am missing someone. And there are millions of people sound asleep at 4 am, with no idea that they’re being missed.
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Pablo Neruda (via observando)
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