katie

i can’t believe we share the same moon do you look at it the way i do? do you look at it when i do?

being with you feels like i am stood on uneven ground i can’t move without stumbling backwards

when do you become okay with accepting you’ll never get the love you want?

i am 50% chia seed, 25% matcha and 25% brown lipliner

i hope i wear green in every life

torn between my childhood ideals of success and the reality of peace

i am smart and funny and worth so much

god who knows

he hates when i call him comforting he thinks it means he’s boring really, it means he’s my bedroom with a closed door or private internet forum hes my quiet street or under bed sheets hes my still in the night, warm glowing light i have never felt so safe, so calm. he thinks i think he’s boring, as if having the world stop when i catch his eye is boring as if feeling my heart rate slow and my breath deepen is boring i feel whole and at home i feel like a better version of me i feel so good i feel so comforted i think that’s true love

i think i’m scared by the idea of love like the love where you submit and fall in deep the love where you surrender and you’re weak and not fighing to escape it’s so unfamiliar even after 3 years of being so so in love i’m still so scared of being in love maybe because it’s too good to be true it feels too good to be true? how do i just find someone and feel so safe and so loved and so happy? where’s the catch? i need to fight it surely before i lose

my body is the only safe space i’ll ever own

i swear we’d meet in every universe

you are warm bread fresh from the oven and the first sip of coffee in the morning you are the feeling i get when i sink into my bed in the evening and the joy i feel when i make my train i could spend days in your arms and hours listening to you talk