If I am fire, then your arms are the hearth that contains me. If I am a constellation, then you are the sky that holds me up. If I am wanderlust, then you are the destination that I seek. If I am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me.
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.
But you can't have an unfinished story. Though she forgot room to love herself the boy loved her plenty to share. And he helped the girl love herself again, always saying how perfect she was. They loved each other, Never letting the other fall.