Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along

The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along. ~ Rumi

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“If you desire healing,
let yourself fall ill
let yourself fall ill.”
― Rumi

For without you….

“For without you, I swear, the town
Has become like a prison to me.
Distraction and the mountain
And the desert, all I desire.”
― Rumi, Love: The Joy That Wounds: The Love Poems of Rumi

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