rocce di un mondo di stelle e gioielli,noi anime-bolle-di-vento-e-sapone
sospinte in eterno mutare.
Amiamo ciò che ci somiglia,
e comprendiamo ciò che il vento ha scritto
And I try but i’m not convincing.
Your lips, they pout and twist and I die trying just to keep myself from kissing you.
You take in everything with a certainty I envy.
It’s somehow all I need, just keep me guessing please.
Darling, all of these awkward, jump-start, stalling conversations mean much more to me than anything.
It comes down to me and you and whether we’re supposed to or not, we still will, we’re so much better off than them
All the possibility and promise just weighs on me so heavily…Straylight Run, “The Tension and the Terror” (via lilymariemfc)