“i talk to the moon about you every night. the stars surrounding her are getting tired of me uttering your name as if that’s the only word in the dictionary.”
— an excerpt from a book i’ll never write #2
Struggling...
Dark
❤ my serenity ❤
Eventually... everything connects
Dark
I need you...
Dark
Ours ❤
Its as if I can still feel you...
Baby lets drive...
We tend to find each other in the dark, but we never learn to build the courage to hold one another in broad daylight, to love fiercely without fear of losing oneself out in the open.
Dark
Merry Christmas ❤🎄