Letters to the Known and Unknown.

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i'm jealous of the moon because she knows all of your 5 am secrets and your sheets that get to touch every part of you as you fall asleep. but the sun, she is the luckiest of all. when you're half asleep, groggy and painfully aware of how beautiful you look, she kisses your lips with light.

if i could have just one wish, i would wish to wake up everyday to the sound of your breath on my neck, the warmth of your lips on my cheek, the touch of your fingers on my skin and the feel of your heart beating with mine, knowing that i could never find that feeling with anyone other than you.

there will come a time in your life when you become absolutely infatuated with a single soul. for this person, you'd do anything and not think twice about it. when asked why, you have no answer. you try your whole life to understand how a single person can affect you as much as they do, but you'll never find out. no matter how badly it hurts or how badly you hate it, you'll love this person for the rest of your life without regret.

i think that the whole point of being with someone is so you can talk to them and let go of everything; and even when you're at your worst, they'll still like you. they still want to talk to you and they still care about you.