"You were working on a tavern, and your drinks were a legend in the city. You were famous. Of course, you were secretly mixing magic cocktails, but no one actually knew that. They just knew that they couldn’t get enough. You read fortunes on the side just for fun, but always for free.
And you were h a p p y, Freya.
Truly happy. Maybe the happiest I’ve ever known you to be. You told me you were in love. I said, “That’s nothing new.” But I realized pretty quickly that this time, it was different. You’d finally found your other half. His name was Henry. He was a musician, and you were his muse. You lived in a tiny apartment above the bar, he wrote his music, and you made your drinks.
— And you were happy.
(Quelle: nexttimeisnotthesame, via nexttimeisnotthesame)
"After you’ve gone and left me crying. After you’ve gone, there’s no denying. You’ll feel blue, you’ll feel sad, you’ll miss the dearest pal you’ve ever had. There’ll come a time, now don’t forget it. There’ll come a time, when you’ll reget it. Some day when you’ll grow lonley your hear will break like mine and you’ll want me only. After you’ve gone, after you’ve gone away."
(Quelle: winterswans, via thewitchesofeastend)