One of the oldest human needs is having someone to wonder where you are when you don’t come home at night.
—Margaret Mead (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
She looks into me
The unknowing heart
To see if I love
She has confidence she forgets
Under the clouds of her eyelids
Her head falls asleep in my hands
Where are we
He alive she alive
And my head rolls through her dreams.
'The only people who see the whole picture,' he murmured, 'are the ones who step out of the frame.'
—Salman Rushdie (via likeafieldmouse)