how do you think you can tell if you're in love?

"I trust you with my life because you are good and kind and noble--I know you will not hesitate to do everything in your power to save me.

how will love find me?

Ok but hear me out...

In those days I could fold the sky up and store it in a closet. With every heave of my chest the universe seemed to expand. In those days the rope of the moon floating on the surface of the water was a kind of hope. I hardly noticed the bird’s song limping from its broken nest, hardly noticed the last star struggling against the dawn until the sun betrayed it. Why do we notice so little? Does the river suffer when you plunge your hand into it? Does the wind suffer when it snags itself on a branch? Maybe that’s why we close our eyes to kiss. I think each night was just the bandage I used to cover the deep cuts of His words. Don’t turn away. Don’t imagine you know the story. Our lives are just dreams someone sold to the highest bidder. I thought my own words could trample the stars. I thought my name would nest in the future and take flight. But there was only that dusk of blackbirds. It’s all just Fate settling like dust in the attics of our deeds.