It’s not just about sex. Don’t get me wrong. Sex is fucking great, but when you have a connection with someone, when you feel so strong for someone, just a kiss is enough to make your knees weak. You just can’t beat that.
Anonymous (via fluffynips)
I want to text you. Just to remind you that I’m still here. But then I remember that you know I’m here. You just don’t care.
Midnight thoughts (I won’t do this again)
The person you think of when you stand in front of the ocean. That’s the person you’re in love with.
Colleen Michele (via fearlessknightsandfairytales)
I’m afraid I’m easy to forget.
Six Word Story (via jappan)
Real love, functional love, doesn’t cause you to lose people, places, things, health, sleep, or appetite. Real love does not demand, either actively or passively, that you give up your friends, hobbies, or interests. Real love doesn’t make you worry, wait, and wonder what will happen. Real love is preeminently self-enlarging.
If you were a book
I’d lick my fingers
and flip your pages,
until your spine creased
and you lay spent,
with nothing else to offer.
Then, I’d cup you in my palms
and read you again.
Two types of people who can’t look at you in the eyes:
Someone trying to hide a lie,
And somone trying to hide a love.