"I'm not sure if it was the way you smiled at me for the billionth time like it was the first, or if it was the way you held my hand as all else was falling apart, or if it was the way you gave me a place in the chaos of the world, or if it was the way you made my tea just right and kept me company while I was nose-deep in some novel. But somewhere along those lines, I knew it was love. And I'm not sure if I was more terrified to let you go or hold on tighter."
Excerpt from a book I will never write #1026 // so I closed my eyes and dreamt of you
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