May 2012
I’m not good with secrets,
but yours I’ll keep close to me.
I’m not good with words,
but I’m trying to make you see,
your presence and love have trickled like rain upon my foolish heart.
I love you, because you didn’t tear me apart.
“In Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound”. It’s a...”
– Don Draper
“I just want to kiss you a million times. I want to kiss you when you’re...”
god I love this song
“Heart weeps.
Head tries to help heart.
Head tells heart how it is, again:
You...”
– Lydia Davis, Varieties of Disturbance