Heart, are you great enough
For a love that never tires?


6:30 am and I just left your house after spending the night with your arms around my waist and your breath on my neck. I love you.

“Where do you go when your house isn’t home?”
“Nostalgia is a dirty liar that insists things were better than they seemed.”
Michelle K., I Can’t Stop Questioning It.   (via wolf-cub)