It’s okay, you’re leaving and we never talked about it. Even thought about it ever before. So now I’m sleeping until the evening, then I’m into the night looking for the next dance floor. I thought you would let me, I thought maybe you would let me down. Now i’m looking for another while we’re still around.
I think that next summer, if we’re all still alive, you should try. We should try to jump into some water and focus on getting high. Fill your head with regretful space, and leave it in that older place. Photographic memory is patchy greys, early rays, and i’m okay. I’m okay. I’m not waiting for another will we’re still alive.
“At that moment, it seemed to him that time stood still, and the Soul of the World surged within him. When he looked into her dark eyes, and saw that her lips were poised between a laugh and silence, he learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke-the language that everyone on earth was capable of understanding in their heart. It was love.”—
““If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.” ~ Robert Pattinson”—beautiful (via finding-shanti)