In your arms I forget what the yarn knows of sweaters. I forget how to hold myself together. So if I unfold now like a love letter tell me you'll write back soon. Tell me you'll still come untethered.
How many wars will it take us to learn that only the dead return?
Everything but "I LOVE YOU" is small talk.
Someday we will dare to trade good for true
Fear is only a verb if you let it be. Don't you dare let go of my hand!
I don't have a single plan for my life more important than learning to love people well.