always, always, always
Always at night, always when the steam is rising from the streets, always when it’s drizzling- this is when you have so much to say. Always with my hand in yours, always scooting closer, always whispering in my ear. It feels like the year is always ending every time I bat an eyelid and this time, when it does, I want you laying beside me in the bright sunshine. I want you next to me forever.
(Source: sunshinelullabies)
7:58 pm • 15 May 2013 • 2 notes
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
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3:08 pm • 11 May 2013 • 18 notes
Remember: someday, all of this will be gone and all you’ll have left are your memories, so pay close attention to the color nail polish she’s wearing or the way he wrings his hands together when he’s nervous.
Remember: if you’ve found that one person who sets your heart on fire, who carries you from one day to the next when you’re too weak to do it yourself, who kisses your eyelids when you’re sleepy, hang on to that person with the tightest grip you have; don’t let them go.
Remember: things get so, so hard sometimes, but they get better too; they’ll get better.
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9:52 pm • 5 May 2013 • 3 notes
We’re sitting cross-legged on the floor and it’s one in the morning and the band is playing beautiful music, unraveling the memories of my childhood with their soft voices, and I love you. We’re on our way home and I’m too sleepy-eyed to drive, so we crash on the mattress and curl up beside each other and as I’m drifting to sleep, I think, I love you. You’re trying on old sweaters and your hair is sticking up in the back from pulling shirts on and off, you’re scrutinizing yourself in the mirror and mumble that you’re having an off day; I say, “I love you.” We’re sitting next to each other in the darkness of a movie theater and our hands are intertwined and the couple on screen is having a difficult conversation, all tears and yelling and pain, so I lean in to tell you I love you, but you beat me to it. “I love you,” you say, and I fall quiet and breathe in contentment and float about an inch out of my seat.
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10:17 pm • 28 April 2013 • 3 notes
“Lighthouses don’t go running all over an island looking for boats to save; they just stand there shining.”
— Anne Lamott
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12:40 pm • 17 April 2013 • 6 notes