“I’ve come to love these moments of sunshine with you.”

I want you to love me like a dream come true.

I was a living breathing nightmare and he was my favorite dream catcher.

And we look the devil in the eyes, take his hand and dance away.

She didn’t want the light at the end of the tunnel. She was perfectly at home in the darkness.

And if I lay in the sun a little longer maybe then, I can burn for something other than him.

I just feel kind of lonely in these moments between moments.

I’m sorry I wasn’t up to your standards but I’m not sorry I didn’t downgrade myself to get there.

I have an unhealthy obsession with the stars. They remind me of you.

Dear Moon, May I glow as brightly as you do, cradled amongst darkness.

Tell me you like to watch the stars tell me you believe in magic.

Her sadness clung to her like a cloak in the whitest of winters.

My favorite part was finding you without looking.

There is so many things wrong horribly wrong in this world but I know with certainty that you are not one of them.

To have him is to hold the moon and no longer tremble.

There was this ache, to be, to be more than her realities and larger than her dreams.

It happened in littles. A little laugh and a little kiss then slowly, a little love.