What lies before me’s a future that’s stormy; a winter that’s gray and cold
Unless there’s magic, the end will be tragic and echo a tale that’s been told so often
My life revolves about you. What earthly good am I without you?
Oh, I tell you I mean it: I’m all for you body and soul
My barren thoughts have chilled me to the bone." W.B. Yeats, from Collected Poems (via violentwavesofemotion)