"I want to meet you again but not in the past, in the future. I want to relearn the outline of your lips when you smile, the way you slur your words when you’re excited about something because your mouth can’t keep up with your brain, what your laugh sounds like when I tell a joke when it wasn’t very funny, how your hand feels resting on my thigh, and the color of your eyes when we’re making love."
— maybe then our timing will work (via n4ughty-y)
"I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again."
— Charles Bukowski (via fromthemountains-tothesea)
"I want you to feel something when you hear my name"
— poisuun (via poisuun)
"I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am."
— Epiphany. (via 1missedcallfrommom)