I fell in love with all of you. and as I came to know more of you, I fell in love with those parts too. there's not a single thing I don't love about you. I am in love with all of you, even the parts of you I'm yet to discover.
I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2 a.m, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February.I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen.
i think i fall in love with people a little too much just in the way they sound at or how they look when they smile. And it's so addicting, when their eyes light up because you've remembered something they may have said.
“because when you share / hidden parts of yourself / with someone else, / you’re trusting that person / to hold the secret sections / of your heart / and to love the bits / you thought / were unlovable” –m.
First date: Chick-fil-a First kiss: Your apartment First injury:. I'm not even sure, there's been too many First adventure: Melbourne Our place: The top of that one parking garage ♡ Our future: Georgia