here's a sad angst trope that we don't really talk about a lot. right person, wrong time. imagine two different individuals, totally balance each other out, they're more than friends and lovers, they're soulmates. they are perfect for each other, but with their lives, the hardships, the ambitions the two individuals have, the timing isn't right for either of them. they long for each other, they yearn for the touches, the moments, the dreams. . . unfortunately they have to let go of the bitter sweet dream they both have.
—On Love, Marina Tsvetaeva
[text ID: I just want a humble, murderously simple thing: that a person be glad when I walk into the room.]
