i think love is stored in nighttime conversations and “did you eat yet” and books left outside your door and “i waited to watch this with you” and splitting something in half to share and “im proud of you” and folded towels and “you can pick” and heads on shoulders and “you’re right, that was shitty. im sorry” and knocks on doors and “DINNER!” and stupid jokes and “hey i got this for you” and coffee made just right and… there are so many ways people say i love you silently every day over and over again if you only listen

I am so easily impressed by kindness

a concept: i am finally enough

man something has to work out for me at some point

as my final act of love, I will swallow every "please stay" and turn it into silence so you don't feel trapped by my ache

one of the best feelings is knowing that you’re wanted. knowing that someone wants to talk to you, wants to know how you’re doing, wants to see you.

At this point I will pay someone to beat the hopeless romantic out of me

on todays episode of ‘I probably shouldn’t care or feel sad about this but I do and I don’t know what to do about that’

Heavy on the “if you want me, be clear.”