“then this is what it is to love something which is not at hand, which the lover does not have: it is to desire the preservation of what he now has in time to come, so that he will have it then.” - plato, symposium 200d
god damn if there is anything harder than realizing you can’t be happy in a relationship with the person you love for the foreseeable future i don’t know what the fuck it is
no sleep, just a headache from crying and green green eyes and the feeling that plato wrote symposium just for me.
