Where you used to be, there is a hole...
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling into at night. I miss you like hell.Edna St. Vincent Millay, Letters, 1952
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling into at night. I miss you like hell.Edna St. Vincent Millay, Letters, 1952
