Your Wonderwall.

Too shy to say, but I hope you stay.

I just need a little bit more time, of your time so that I can catch these memories, these sparks into a jar and hold them forever in my heart and if I knew this time would have come so soon, I promise I would have loved you a little longer.

Gifts for every budget

He gave her a book that contained all the poems of her favorite writer. She loved it and wanted to give something in return, so she searched for a gift that would make the score even. But she never realized that she already gave him a present— a collection of poems, atlases, stories and essays embodied in a person he would soon fall in love; Her.

Some nights she goes to sleep with excitement as explosive as the galaxies. Other nights she lays in bed hoping to fall asleep before she falls apart.

We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking about everything. Think. Think. Think. You can never trust the human mind anyway. It’s a death trap.

I don’t care if I fall for the devil, as long as he loves me the way he loves hell.

And maybe just like the moon you’re not far away from me , you are always a part of my stories and my lonely nights.

We are not obligated to want each other forever. When I ask you to be with me, I’m not pulling you into a promise you’re not ready to make, I’m just asking you to be with me. Be here. Take up space. Don’t let time swallow empty seconds– make this worthwhile. It’s foolish to believe that every person you cave for is meant to stay. But that doesn’t make wanting them any less important. Maybe we’re not meant to be, maybe a lifetime is too long, maybe we’ll only last during the calm before the storm. And that’s okay. If life was an exchange of hearts, I’d gladly take yours for a while. It is worth it to know that there was at least a time when we were enough for each other.

There’s too much of you in my heart.