#wavythoughts

The moment that you start picking petals to determine if your love will blossom, the faster will it wither.

The trail of fairy dust is lonesome and singular, and as I perch on the tree we once promised to get to, I spot your initials carved deeply into the wood. You’ve traveled farther depths than me but I will always be grateful that you taught me how to fly.

I'm dangerous and you're a risktaker. It works out.

Treat the one you love like royalty. You can fetch them the rarest pearls, find them the most treasured gold, or bathe them in shiny seashells. Perhaps they’ll appreciate it- but the most valuable gift of all will forever be a dip of the heart.

Your eyes are so delicately coated with strokes of green. You are beyond wild and adventurous, the forest's favored person.

What keeps you up at night?

I want to yell out how much I love you, but whenever I open my mouth water fills my lungs, and I thank the sea for drowning out the words you never deserved.

You’re the reason why I still believe in fairytales.