zuna @glitterprincess21 - Tumblr Blog

I thought falling in love was only for people who are prepared to be in love, but now I know that love comes untimely, love is this mysterious emotion that can make you feel that you have everything now that you have it, but it sometimes can make you feel unfit of that feeling and I'm here to tell you that enjoy, admire every minute of falling in love, appreciate every minute of being in love, and relish every moment of being with someone that you love.

euesworld

"All my life I wanted to fall in love, I just didn't know what it would be like or if it would ever happen.. all I can say is falling in love feels like being in your presence, you feel like home, it sounds like your laugh, the most beautiful sound in the world next your voice, it looks like your smile, like a twin sunrise over an ocean of diamonds.. and I never want to take it back, I wish to keep falling for you endlessly."

It's a great thing to wish for if you ask me - eUë

alwayz-irenic

"I like the night, i have clearer ideas in the dark."

— Serge Gainsbourg

alwayz-irenic

To love someone is firstly to confess:

I'm prepared to be devastated by you.

alwayz-irenic

Waking up next to you

is a miracle:

Your skin; My skin

Your eyes; My eyes

Your hair; My fingers

Your paintings; My poems

Your piercings; My tattoos

Your overfeeling mind; My overthinking heart

Your fart in the middle of the night; My uncontainable laughter

Your soft yawn when you woke up;

My lips kissing your soul back to sleep;

My head on your chest;

Listening to the heart that taught me it’s okay to feel again.

— Juansen Dizon, I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction

alwayz-irenic

We fall in love most deeply with those who have known our demons; with those who have touched our demons, made peace with our demons, made love to them, forgiven them... known them. They are the ones we love the most. Demon whisperers. They are the ones we love with the marrow in our bones. It's not the ones who see the best in us; it's the ones who have stroked the worst in us: these are the ones who stain our veins. These are the ones we call home.

– C. JoyBell C.