“Love her. Love her at 6pm when she’s all dreamy and lovable. Love her at 3am when she’s all scared and crying. Love her. Hug her when she’s feeling low even when she pushes you away she just want to have you more closer. Kiss her nose while making her coffee with only two sugars how she likes it and tell her it reminds you of her beautiful and mysterious eyes. Read to her when she’s sleepy and tell her she’s the kind of girl authors write books about. Listen to the words she doesn’t say and hear every whisper of her. Grab her hands when she’s shaking because God that’s when she needs you the most. Let her cry, let her scream, let her break things, let her feel the lowest and then hug her, hug her and let her cry on your shoulder. Show her that you care, show her that you love her even when she’s mad, even when she’s down, even when she’s high. Kiss her slow while she kisses you with hunger, let her take you, let her push you on the couch, let her loose her breath while kissing you. When she says she doesn’t love you, tell her that you love her even more harder. And love her, oh how much she needs your love. Don’t try to figure her out, just be there and love her.”
— Kristel Marku (via fluohrine)
This is too lovely not to reblog. đź’—
