(Source: moonflights)
okay but waking up in the middle of the night to soft rain and knowing you’ve still got hours to sleep, when you’re toasty warm and comfortable & sleep has made you forget all your worries and responsibilities and u go back to sleep feeling as content as ever
(Source: lettersfromadreamgirl)
once upon a time, in a younger year of life, we watched the sunset together every single night.
violet glazed, maroon tinged, all the colors of enamorment pirouetting across the cotton candy sky.
you used to say that the sun exhaled a final breath of passion before passing over a goodbye.
you said that the sun needed a colorful conclusion to the day- just as much as you and i.
so now i spend my nights alone amongst wilting grass to catch a glimpse of the show of lights.
since then, the sky has burnt such a deep maroon every evening, that the greens look as if they are on fire.
i suppose the sun might be angry with you too, and i certainly do
know why.you left us both. |(morsus engel)| (via morsusengel)
violet glazed, maroon tinged, all the colors of enamorment pirouetting across the cotton candy sky.
you used to say that the sun exhaled a final breath of passion before passing over a goodbye.
you said that the sun needed a colorful conclusion to the day- just as much as you and i.
so now i spend my nights alone amongst wilting grass to catch a glimpse of the show of lights.
since then, the sky has burnt such a deep maroon every evening, that the greens look as if they are on fire.
i suppose the sun might be angry with you too, and i certainly do
know why.you left us both. |(morsus engel)| (via morsusengel)
We become what we think about.Earl Nightingale (via quotethatword)
I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and I believe in miraclesAudrey Hepburn (via coral)
the planets have always envied you-
it’s the way your hips orbit suns greater than the ones they carry in their arms.
they call you a strange creature of the night as they watch you tear through words at the speed of light, tumbling over stars that never die.
the sun shoots jealous flares when the night rolls around
and you tangle my body into a warmth deeper than he could ever provide.
your lips trigger earthquakes along the fault lines of my hips. shake, shake, shake until i fall sweet, soft, gentle for you.
my body is home to a million constellations. ones you traced with the rough parts of your thumb. illuminated, electrified.
we love in galaxies. we love like astronauts pioneering our way through ultimate unknowns. we love with infinities pouring from our fingertips.
if you watch the stars at night, i will hold your hand and let you long for the mystery of the sky. if you do not see the universe inside you-
i do.
so as you gaze up at your universe another night,
know that i will be longingly looking at mine.
