home.

... is wherever I'm with you.

don't trust people who don't drink coffee.

and you make excellent coffee. that’s gotta count for something, right? 

muse.

love is the foundation of art.
inspiring our most vicious thoughts; and our most profound
we have love to thank.
one feels such emotion
creativity becomes the only way to express and release
look for the love in the one you desire's (he)art
hopefully it's you.

hold tight.

sometimes I have the strangest of feeling about you. especially when you are near as you are now. it feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. and when you go, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly.
Jane Eyre

darling.

so unexpected and took us both by surprise.
it was exciting and was fresh yet, familiar.
It was different from anything we had ever felt before.
Right now, though, I feel weak.
I feel clingy, but it's never hit me this hard before.
I don’t want to regret not saying things to you before you leave, so here it is…..

This thing between is unexplainable. It cannot be described because I can’t seem to be able too. The words and the concepts just don’t seem to match what it actually is. Every time I got a text or thought about you my stomach would get all funny, like there were butterflies where organs should be. I felt like a little kid again.

You have taught me so much and made me feel like I have something to look forward to again in the future. Don’t be scared or nervous because being young is such an exciting time and you officially have the world at your feet, the world is now your oyster.

The time I have spent with you has made me look forward to the next time we see each other, whether it be tomorrow, next month, next year, 10 years from now or when you finally return from this exciting journey your about to take part on. It is the best feeling knowing that some of your best days are just waiting to be lived out. Doing anything with you seems extraordinary to me.

thank you lelove

it was never you.

if there is one thing i can stress, it is that he or she is not for you. those break ups, those fights, those sleepless nights, they all mean something. you are wasting your time. yes, love is hard and love is strange but, no matter what songs say, love is not something you work for. it's there at the end of a hard day. it's there after you hear bad news. they are there and no distance, no aggravation, no problem will change that as long as you love each other.

those things.

those tiny things. those tiny simply amazing things. when you get the cold side of a pillow. when your meal comes faster than expected. when you fall asleep before they turn around to get comfortable. having your heart fill with the sensation of happiness because of your amazing friends, a good book, a cup of tea, a glass of wine. when they make your heart melt with the simplicity of just knowing they care. it's those things.

..wait, they don't love you like I love you.

made off, don't stray. my kind's your kind, I'll stay the same.

forever.

you give me the best sleep I've ever had.