~عآئشة~

I'm a very romantic person. I don't mean romantic in a flowers and chocolate kind of way. It's more like if it's raining, I'lI go up to the window and press my nose against the glass and sigh at how beautiful it all looks.

“I think I sound crazy right now. I probably do live in my own head so it all make sense to me.”

“I’ve never been very good at leaving things behind. I tried, but I have always left fragments of myself there too, like seeds awaiting their chance to grow.”

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”

Listen, I love you. It's that clear, that simple. And I know sometimes I can be a disappointment, that I rarely know what I want or think before I act, but you should know that in half a lifetime of spectacular messes, you are the very first thing that's felt right.