The Importance of Sunshine

“I love you. I don’t know what that means to anybody else, but to me in this moment, it means that I care about your feelings. When you are happy, I grin from ear to ear, grateful to bask in the glow of your smile, and when you are sad, I wish I could disappear inside of you and replace every bad thought with a description of how I see you. It is hard to not let this slip out of my mouth when I look at you, especially when we are lying next to each other in your bed - your fingers running though my hair and your lips on my forehead. It is sad how these three words can ruin things between people. They put all of their faith into the weight of them, but forget to nurture their love. I don’t want that to happen to us, dear. Granted, I cannot foresee what the future will bring - perhaps all of this will one day be a long forgotten memory that hurts each time either of us thinks about it. But I know that I look at what I have with you like a garden I must tend to daily. I keep the promise of the flowers that will bloom high beneath the light of our love in my mind when I lie awake at night, lonely and wondering when we will be able to see each other next. Because I love you, dear, and for whatever that’s worth, I will relish in my dirt-covered knees because you are worth picking weeds for. You are worth it all.”

(Source: littlelionette, via letlove-rule)

“

Physics says: go to sleep. Of course
you’re tired. Every atom in you
has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes
nonstop from mitosis to now.
Quit tapping your feet. They’ll dance
inside themselves without you. Go to sleep.

Geology says: it will be all right. Slow inch
by inch America is giving itself
to the ocean. Go to sleep. Let darkness
lap at your sides. Give darkness an inch.
You aren’t alone. All of the continents used to be
one body. You aren’t alone. Go to sleep.

Astronomy says: the sun will rise tomorrow,
Zoology says: on rainbow-fish and lithe gazelle,
Psychology says: but first it has to be night, so
Biology says: the body-clocks are stopped all over town
and
History says: here are the blankets, layer on layer, down and down.

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(Source: pigmenting, via jaimelannister)

“Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently

Trees talk to each other at night.
All fish are named either Lorna or Jack.
Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose.
Tiny bears live in drain pipes.
If you are very very quiet you can hear the clouds rub against the sky.
The moon and the sun had a fight a long time ago.
Everyone knows at least one secret language.
When nobody is looking, I can fly.
We are all held together by invisible threads.
Books get lonely too.
Sadness can be eaten.
I will always be there.”

(via commovente)