There comes a point when you just love someone. Not because they’re good, or bad, or anything real. You just love them. It doesn’t mean you’ll be together forever. It doesn’t mean you won’t hurt each other. It just means you love them.
you know those people that can literally carry on a conversation with anyone are amazing like wow how do you do that
I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.
Crying is all right in its way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later, and then you still have to decide what to do.