You will hear the thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson, and your heart, as it was then, will be on fire. ~"You Will Hear Thunder" ~by Anna Akhmatova
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath: "Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy.
Understand, I’ll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming over the oaks. I’ll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows, with only this one dream: You come too.
I don't ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember. Remember inside of me there will always be the person I am tonight. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night Quote Typed on Typewriter and Framed