ancient universities, dark or dead flowers, aging books, handwritten letters, poetry, melancholy piano or cello, sweaters, coffee, old libraries, Augustine prayers, holding hands, walking by the water on a gloomy day while the wind blows through your hair, studying by lamplight, lighting candles, getting lost in the woods (figuratively), instrumental playlists, tea cups, plants that can thrive without lots of sunlight, rainy days, a leather bound Bible that’s falling apart, reading Shakespeare for pleasure, learning Greek or Latin, laying on the ground in the sun and staring at the sky, coffeehouse and book store dates, sincere and passionate love, believing vulnerability is strength, skipping small talk, being kind because ‘you never meet a mere mortal,’ caffeine addiction, feeling everything, an awareness of the supernatural, walking wistfully through long dark halls, an unassuming but enduring faith in something bigger, book shelves and sculptures and paintings, reading out loud while your lover lays their head in your lap, star gazing, leather analog watches, dramatic expressions of love and feelings, preferring intimate one-on-ones over coffee to big and loud parties, a fine glass of wine, quoting those long dead, having a thing for intellectuals and Europeans, a subtle wanderlust under being content at home with a book and a cup of tea, longing to wander Scottish castles and moors, wishing you had an accent, the haunting sound of monks singing in cathedrals, knowing you’d do anything to let your loved ones know you love them and just how deeply you do
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