“I hope you know that I’m not just here for the way your bones feel against mine or the way you kiss me like this is the end of the world. I’m here to wake you when you start crying in your sleep and I’m here to clean up the blood when your breathing gets shallow. I’m here to hold you back when you try to jump and I’m here to hold your hand when I can’t stop you. and I love the way you say my name and the way you look when it’s cold out. I’m here for every bit of you. Even the messy bits. and that’s how it will always be. We fell in love two years ago when we were tired and it was raining hard on both of us but I would stand out in a storm forever if it meant I got to fall asleep next to you.”
fuck you but fuck me first
i love you im glad you exist im so happy you’re alive
sometimes I get caught up in the fact that I am in love and we are in love and that this is someone I wouldn’t mind waking up to every morning of the rest of my life, despite the messy hair and morning breath. this isn’t someone I would mind watching movies with at midnight and playing violent video games with even though I am awful at them. this is someone I need to spend my forever with, and that just blows my mind.