Every town in London is so beautifully lit up at this time of year!
I’ve been visiting Camden for about two years now, and from the market to the food stalls, to the tattoo parlours and the packed streets at night, it is one of my favourite parts of London to visit.
Camden High Street
Camden Lock
“May you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you – haunt me then.”
Wuthering Heights
He is the poem inside me.
The poem that breathes
my love into life.
The setting sun,
the shining stars;
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
A hand on my back,
A stroke of the neck,
A love affair between predator and prey.
I write because you exist
…you are all the books you read,
And all the words you speak,
You are your croaky morning voice,
And the smiles you try to hide,
You are the sweetness in your laughter,
And every tear you’ve cried,
You’re the songs you sing so loudly,
when you know you’re all alone,
You’re the places you’ve been to,
And the one you call home,
You’re the things that you believe in,
And the people that you love,
You’re the photos in your bedroom.
And the future you dream of,
You’re made of so much beauty,
But it seems you forgot,
When you decided that you were defined,
By all the things you’re not.
Not
“They’re beautiful,”
you whisper
as you stare up at the stars.
“They are,”
I reply
as my gaze falls on you.
In spite of everything, I still believe people are really good at heart.The Diary of a Young Girl
“The words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn’t be any of this.”
The Book Thief
“We are moved around by the force of what we love
You can see that some of us are half ocean and some are half sky
Some chase the sun and some make love to the night.”
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