The world, my dear, is not what you see outside your window.
This is how I will fall in love with you.
You will be gracefully walking across the room of my favorite coffee shop and you will lean on the counter while placing an order for your favorite frappucino. I will turn sideways and catch you there—a radiant ball of sunshine, burning so bright that I will have to look away.
You had been the kind of heart I have always dreamed of having: valiant and dauntless.
all of this, politics or society,
i could give it up tomorrow
if love didn’t cry out to me.