A lovely feeling comes from just knowing you're there. That deep knowledge telling me that no matter what I think, I'm not alone, that's peace to me."When I think about us, I always see myself as a sun, and you as a moon. Because I am loud and I am obvious and I am bright, while you are quiet and unknown. And you are so beautiful. Your light is so fragile and yet impossible to defeat. You are my peace, and I am your chaos... we can make up a great sunrise together. I am hopelessly in love with things that have soul- thunderstorms, moonlight, and fire to name a few. Holding hands, for example, is a way to remember how it feels to say nothing together. And at night, when it's too dark to see, we find it necessary to gesture on each other's bodies to make ourselves understood.
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limerence.
Historia CortaI was everything you ever wanted until I wasn't. Accomplishments ; #5 in Writings #19 in Excerpts #6 in Spilledink
