Thoughts of a beloved


"We’d been apart so long - I’d been dead so long,” she said in English. “I thought surely you’d built a new life, with no room in it for me. I’d hoped that.”
“My life is nothing but room for you.” I said. “It could never be filled by anyone but you."
Mother Night by Kurt Vonnegut (via lostinthesounds)

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