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Hands, brown and beloved.
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Get the old version of you out your head. You are no longer your old self. You are who you want to be.
there is no audience to perform for, there is no approval, no admiration to attain. there is no role worth playing, there is no one to convince. let it go
“my god doesn’t exist in this language:”
— Sophia Holtz, from “ars poetica,” published in Maps for Teeth (via lifeinpoetry)
I hope stars gaze back at us, too.
“Sometimes you find courage in the spring of someone’s smile, and all you want to do is grow.”
— Juansen Dizon
I hope you get to feel like you are in a studio ghibli movie this year
The Brooklyn Daily Eagle, New York, December 26, 1946
This morning i woke up wrapped around your arms; its a rare luxury to wake up with you.
You're always on the move whether it be on a new case, or you simply having to leave me at the brink of dawn to head into the office.
So when you do wake next to me, i count my blessings and thank god for the beautiful day.
There is no better feeling than being able to be domestic with you; to have you close and to bicker over who is going to take the dog on his daily walk, or as to who will be throwing the trash out. In the end we laugh and do these things together.
We cook and clean while dancing to sappy love songs, or have an all out water war when your favorite Led Zeppelin song comes on; its moments like this that i fall in love with you just a little bit more.
Or how when you're working from home you let me sit on your lap while you fill out paperwork; i love when you take small breaks and we just end up making out. I'll never admit this to you but i would choose this a million times over going out.
It's simple days like today that make my heart full; that make me question how i ever survived being on my own. I mean don't get me wrong everyone needs alone time, it's only healthy that one be okay doing things by themselves, but ever since I've met you i prefer to do things alone with you.
Being with you has brought out this side to me that i never knew existed; i used to never be the touchy lovey type, but with you? Gosh i just want to hold you close and listen to your heartbeat as i lay my head on your chest while watching your favorite movie. Its me wanting to make sure you get a home cooked meal each and every night you come home; its wanting to hold you close as soon as you walk through the door because i know when you've had a bad day or a rough week.
I love you so much, that when you aren't home it hurts a little; i know you will always do your best to come home to me, and believe me i count the hours until you do.
But on mornings like today, i cant help but wish that the rest of my life be this way; waking up to you and our little domestic life that we've created together.