Ode to Future Husband

there's a man out there who doesn't know i'm his wife...yet. these are the things i'd like for us to do when we meet/marry.

i've also devolved into sharing sundries related to dating, marriage, relationships, and plain ol' smittenness.

Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because —
because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don’t leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don’t leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you’ll have gone so far
I’ll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

—Pablo Neruda (via mazychartreuse)

(via heartbeatingcity)

humansofnewyork: “One of my plays is getting produced!” “What’s it about?” “So there’s this guy, and he really loves this one girl— she’s the girl of his dreams. But she’s going off to college. So he applies to every nearby college, just so he can be close to her. But the only college that accepts him is a clown college. But here’s the thing— he’s terrified of clowns.” awww. i wanna watch this play.

humansofnewyork:

“One of my plays is getting produced!”
“What’s it about?”
“So there’s this guy, and he really loves this one girl— she’s the girl of his dreams. But she’s going off to college. So he applies to every nearby college, just so he can be close to her. But the only college that accepts him is a clown college. But here’s the thing— he’s terrified of clowns.”

awww. i wanna watch this play.

humansofnewyork: “What happened?” “It has to do with alcohol. I haven’t really told the story to anyone.” “Will you tell me?” “…well, I’d been drinking everyday for several years. In 2009 I tried to quit. So I stopped drinking for two days, and I got so sick that I couldn’t eat or sleep. But I still decided to try to go to work. I got so weak that I passed out in the BART station while I was waiting for the train. When I woke up, I was paralyzed from the waist down.” “Oh man.” “You want to know the sad part?” “What’s that?” “I’m still drinking. Because of the loneliness.” (San Francisco, CA) not quite germane to the theme, but this breaks my heart. 

humansofnewyork:

“What happened?”

“It has to do with alcohol. I haven’t really told the story to anyone.”

“Will you tell me?”

“…well, I’d been drinking everyday for several years. In 2009 I tried to quit. So I stopped drinking for two days, and I got so sick that I couldn’t eat or sleep. But I still decided to try to go to work. I got so weak that I passed out in the BART station while I was waiting for the train. When I woke up, I was paralyzed from the waist down.”

“Oh man.”

“You want to know the sad part?”

“What’s that?”

“I’m still drinking. Because of the loneliness.”

(San Francisco, CA)

not quite germane to the theme, but this breaks my heart. 

humansofnewyork: “What’s the most romantic thing he’s ever done?” “Oh God, he’s hopeless. During our first year of marriage, he celebrated our anniversary every single month.” (San Francisco, CA)

humansofnewyork:

“What’s the most romantic thing he’s ever done?”
“Oh God, he’s hopeless. During our first year of marriage, he celebrated our anniversary every single month.”

(San Francisco, CA)