People always say that it hurts at night and apparently screaming into your pillow at 3am is the romantic equivalent of being heartbroken. But sometimes it’s 9am on a Tuesday morning and you’re standing at the kitchen bench waiting for the toast to pop up. And the smell of dusty sunlight and earl gray tea makes you miss him so much you don’t know what to do with your hands.
Go all the way with it. Do not back off. For once, go all the goddamn way with what matters.
Go out in the woods, go out. If you don’t go out in the woods, nothing will ever happen and your life will never begin.
How long they choose to love you will never be your decision.
My eyelids are heavy,
but my thoughts are heavier.
A man who wants to lead the orchestra must turn his back on the crowd.
I know there’s demons inside of you but I choose to trust you because I can see the angels in your eyes.