The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath: "Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy.
Understand, I’ll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming over the oaks. I’ll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows, with only this one dream: You come too.
Then I tucked you away inside a place called Nostalgia, where you'll always remain unspoiled, somewhere between my lungs that used to breathe ocean air and my belly that fluttered with hope. --Victoria Erickson One day I'll fall in love again
I feel fortunate that I can see a person's soul, but so sad that sometimes the other cannot see it for themselves. How my heart aches. Thank god I found the one man who exceeds his highest potential every day!