It's the kind of kiss that inspires stars to climb into the sky and light up the world.
Insane for your sweet, sweet love!
The words get easier the moment you stop fearing them.
His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him. In seventeen years no one has said my name like that
And some days I wonder why I insist on keeping myself alive.
Why sleep when there are books to read.