Do you see the way he looks at her? Like all the stars in the galaxy convened in her eyes, like her laugh is a cure-all for every wrong, like he’s memorized the constellation of her freckles and checking nothing’s changed…and if it would, he’d look at her the same. Do you see the way she looks at him? Like his smile melts the ice caps of her knees, like his sonorous voice is angel’s song in perfect harmony, like his arms could be her new favorite spot to be…and she’d give anything to give it a shot. As obvious as it may be to the rest of us - chemistry off the charts, crackling heat of intensity - it seems they don’t see it.
Or maybe they can’t believe their eyes, so sure they must be seeing things. (via dolores-hazy)
















