herzdieb:

Tonight everything hurts, not only the separation, but this terrible hunger of body and mind for you which every day you are increasing, stirring more and more. I don’t know what I am writing. Feel me holding you as I have never held you before, more deeply, more sadly, more desperately, more passionately.”  — Anaïs Nin, A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller



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