— Anna Akhmatova

No longer have I, nor will I, ignore what this world’s natural beauty. My soul, mind, and heart can be in the bottom of the ocean but nothing can take away the gifts of companionship, enlightenment, or gracefulness that life can place within my grasp

I am doing something I learned early to do, I am paying attention to small beauties.

Thoughts

And finally I understand, why they call it "falling" in love. It's because, suddenly, you're falling. There's no stopping it, much like there's no stopping gravity. One day I tripped, and fell down this blessed hole, with you.

how you get so perfect

You flatter me <3 although I think you should look in a mirror and ask yourself that lol

I love you, the love I have for you will always be there no matter how much space it may take in my mind or heart or soul. Every second we lock eyes, gaze upon your smile, or savor every second we touch. I know I am closer to the depictions of love, heaven, contentment

if i only ever touch you with our clothes on-

i will still hold you closer than i’ve ever held before

but don’t get me wrong, i have never desired something more than to look into your eyes

touch your face with my hand and hold your cheek, lean in and at last, feel your lips on mine

finally speaking to each other in a way that words cannot

but for now

moonlight shines down on me through the cracks between the blinds and i lie awake

thinking about your body pressed against mine

the thought of bringing you pleasure, i’ve never wanted to give a gift so badly

to be one with you, our bodies intertwined as deeply as our souls

maybe i’m not a good person for thinking about this so much

it seems to be the first place my mind wanders to when it’s not at work, the last place before i fall asleep

and if the universe encourages love, then i hope it’ll let me feel your hands on my body

but if i only ever touch you with our clothes on

i will still be closer with you than ever before

Let’s sit here 🍃

— Amal El-Mohtar, from This Is How You Lose the Time War (via lunamonchtuna)

“Solitude and its silence, was the song that taught me to stand in the storms that others fled, so that I could dance in the rain they only longed for.”

— wordsintheattic