Astrid

We spoke endlessly about everything and nothing. Now, I cannot even remember the sound of your voice.

Find someone who pays attention. Who runs their fingers over your every scar; and asks where each one came from. Find someone who knows how you like your coffee; what song makes you want to roll the windows down and slam on the gas pedal. Find someone who takes in your smallest details; who notices the things you thought no one ever would. And then…when you find them… Be their someone, too.

Charm me. Furiously. Torment me. In detail.

Oh, I wouldn’t say Love always makes you Happy. Sometimes it makes you incredibly Sad.

things that will happen to you:

Some people are as fragile as butterflies and sensitive and it’s your responsibility not to destroy them. Just because you can.