— [my edit] the love i feel for you runs through me like grain through wood. i love you thomas. your face, your voice, your touch enter my mind at the least opportune moments and i find i have no power to withstand them. no desire to.
The love I feel for you, runs through me like grain through wood. I love you, Thomas, I love you. Your face, your voice, your touch, enter my mind at the least opportune moments, and I find I have no power to withstand them. No desire to. I want us to be together as we were at the cottage, only forever, not just a weekend. I want it to go on so long that it feels normal.
I love you, Thomas…I’ve always loved you. I see that now. Tell me I’m not too late.
cinematic parallels in lgbt cinema | call me by your name vs god’s own country
or, that photoset of elio perlman and john saxby with the clothes of the person they love
No, but I love this so much. Gheorghe is memorable because of that sweater and his farming jumpsuit. Oliver is memorable because of Billowy and his swimming trunks. And here we have two emotionally turbulent protagonists (who are not that subtle at hiding their emotions despite their inability to speak openly, bless them), who end up wearing the clothes of the person they love, no matter how oversized they may be.
he had, it took me a while to realize, three personalities depending on which bathing suit he was wearing. knowing which to expect gave me the illusion of a slight advantage.