"A love you never have to heal from" is such a beautiful phrase, wow.

Bandon Beach, Oregon by Clay Banks

Italy

They said not to long for the comfort from those that hurt you,

Yet the heart knows not the logic of reason's virtue.

In the shadows of pain, where memories ache and bleed,

It seeks solace in the very hands that caused it to grieve.

For what is love but a tangled web of contradictions,

Where hurt and healing blend in strange afflictions?

In the depths of longing, where whispers of betrayal dwell,

The heart still yearns for the touch of a familiar spell.

(@monachopsis-muse)

- Although moths are often associated with positive transformation, I can't help but view them as harbingers of demise, drawn irresistibly to the flames that consume them, their delicate wings scorched by the very light they yearn for. In their relentless pursuit of the ephemeral glow, they embody the tragic allure of love, where desire blinds and ultimately consumes. Whether it be families, friends or lovers, when the heart desires love, heedless of reasons, it inevitably leads its vessel to destruction.

on the beach at night alone (2017) dir. by hong sang-soo

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