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Lately all I’ve been wanting to do Is kiss you until I cannot breathe In your bedroom late at night With an 80’s rock anthem That you taught me every word to On a cold November night Droning in the background. I want to wipe the tears off your freckled cheeks That you hate so much, somehow While I crack a joke About your pretty green eyes And how ugly you look when you cry. I want to call your mother by her first name And get comfortable with your cat To make your sisters my own And not be able to decipher a difference Between the smell of my house and yours. I want to make my home in you Even though I hate to settle down But with you, that’s okay Because I know I would chase you anywhere From Malta to Massachusetts Or from one side of a picket fence to the other Forever will I run after you.

All I’ve been thinking about is how much I adore you 22/11/2017 (via somnolentmonster)

nightlywrites

Hope is an act of creation; making opportunities and finding the strength to make them more. It only requires a vision of the things you want in order to build a reality which shelters them. The dread of the past, and the fear of the future are no match compared to a hopeful present. - Dream; create; live; be.

contrived-thoughts

I feel stupid For accepting a love, I knew would hurt. I hear your voice , In late night phone calls. I see your face either trapped on a screen, Or kissing me in a dream. But needy fingers only crawl through air. And greedy feelings, Hopelessly ache for a single heartbeat.

waiting for that someday // w.a.a.r. (via contrived-thoughts)