The Goal Is To Love Someone So Right That They Never Believe If It's Real Or Just A Fantasy

hey do you wanna go to the park and sit on the swings and look at the moon together

Imagine winter nights with you, frosty air outside, my head resting on your lap as we lose ourselves in conversations about the stars, art, movies, literature, poetry, and the endless mysteries of life.

after all this time? always.

i😡😡😡😡😡wanna😡😡😡😡😡cuddle😡😡😡😡😡and😡😡😡😡😡😡watch😡😡😡😡😡spooky😡😡😡😡😡movies😡😡😡😡😡with😡😡😡😡😡you😡😡😡😡😡

*likes a mutuals post* mayb they will take that as a sign that i rlly want to b friens with them

The masculine urge to wrap you in my arms, kiss your forehead, and make you feel so safe that you can turn off your brain without a single anxious thought, while you sleep peacefully.

August 16, 1927 The Letters of Vita Sackville-West to Virginia Woolf (1924-1941)