I respect someone who is vocal. Tell me why you are into me. Tell me why I pissed you off. Tell me how I can fix it. Tell me everything.

I hope you fall in love with someone who never stops choosing you and I hope you feel at home when you look at them.

“I want to write a novel about silence; the things people don’t say” ──𝗩𝗶𝗿𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗮 𝗪𝗼𝗼𝗹𝗳

I can’t lose you. Because if I ever did, I’d have lost my best friend, my soulmate, my smile, my laugh, my everything.

The Vow

All my grief says the same thing— this isn't how it's supposed to be. And the world laughs, holds my hope by my throat, says: but this is how it is.

Fortesa Latifi, The Truth About Grief

My favorite forms of affection

Holding hands.

Resting their heads over my shoulder.

Lying on their lap or chest.

Kisses on the forehead.

Playing with my hair.

When they give me that look of admiration.

Them making me laugh.

Giving compliments.

Putting their arms around me.

Making me feel heard and seen without even trying.

Random hugs when words aren't needed.

When they remember the things I am passionate about.

Buying me food.

Them checking on me constantly.

When they respect my boundaries.

When they talk to me about things that reminds them of me.

When they speak their truth.

When they say they love me.

When they lift me up, support me and make me feel valuable and capable when I least believe in it.

We fit together perfectly. Our fingers, our bodies, our lips, our souls. You were my missing puzzle piece all along.

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When someone truly cares about you, they make an effort not an excuse.

I just wanna make you feel alright on your worst days.

Reyna Biddy

If poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree it had better not come at all.

- John Keats

I fell in love with the way you looked at me, spoke to me, touched me without using your hands and left me breathless but still full of life.

Gillian Flynn, Dark Places

A hesitant "I love you" is buried in my lips between the fear that you won't love me back and the hope that you will.

e.v.e.

Have you ever noticed that sometimes when you stop making efforts, a relationship or friendship ends? It is because it was never two-sided. It was just you, alone.

sometimes I envy the flowers pressed between the pages of my favorite books. oh to be eternally beautiful within the embrace of art

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk through my garden forever.

Alfred Tennyson