What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.
It was like being exhumed I answered. And brought back to life
in a flash of brilliance.
What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied.
To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow.
There was a long pause before I responded:
It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me --- said all at once.
- Lang Leav
Your lips burned like cigarettes against my skin.
I traced the outline of your lips with mine.
You eyelashes fluttered against my cheeks.
Your hair was a mess and your smile was blinding
That's when I knew it was over. You had me.
And I was totally and completely in love with you.
True love will triumph in the end - which may or may not be a lie
But if it is a lie, then it's the most beautiful lie we have.
- John Green
"I love unmade beds.
I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment.
I love the look in people's eyes when they realize they're in love.
I love the way people look when they first wake up and they've forgotten their surroundings.
I love the gasp people make when their favorite character dies.
I love when people close their eyes and drift to the clouds.
I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time.
I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared make-up and their daydreams.
Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words."
- Author unknown
"At the center of your being you have the answer; you know who you are and you know what you want".
- Lao Tzu