Love never dies a natural death. Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings. Anaïs Nin Facebook Prev Quote Next Quote Related Posts I can go days without talking to you… There’s like a million different ways… Holding on to ange is…Add Comment Cancel reply Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.