i’ve got more wit, a better kiss
a hotter touch, a better fuck
than any boy you’ll ever meet
sweetie, you had me
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I’m not looking for somebody who will
whisper sweet nothings into my ear to feed the ravenous ego of my heart. But someone who can look me straight in the eye and say, I love you, whether you fail or fall, just as you are.
In the story, you fall in love with a girl
on another planet. She’s been dead
for years, but through your telescope
you watch her laugh, laughing too.
You wave when she, remembering
her smallness, remembers the stars.
Annelyse Gelman, “Love Poem” in Everyone I Love is a Stranger to Someone (via pigmenting)
“…At night I dream that you and I are two plants that grew together, roots entwined.”
— Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and Song of Despair
“I need to kiss you so badly. One of those kisses where I’m pressing against you as much as possible and my hands are in your hair and moving down your back, clutching to you in any way I can, kissing you as deeply as possible and thinking you’re mine, mine mine.”
— Me, to you (via nevahmind)
do you ever just smell an old perfume, or hear an old song, or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes
(via 00justbreathe007)