i miss your voice
and the way i could tell
you were smiling just by hearing you speak
and the way you giggled
every time i called you cute
and i miss listening to you talk
for ages about everything and anything
and i miss how you wanted me so much
Let me tell you how the sound of her voice keeps me together, when she stands beside me and speaks softly into my ear how much she loves me. How the extension of her safety wraps itself around my waste and the warmth she provides as she presses herself against me. How she draws me in with the eyes…
— Andrew Phan (via thatgooodmusic)
When I finish writing my book and publish it; I think you’ll realize that you made the wrong choice.
If you’re scared to love someone, that’s the best indicator that it’s real. It must be frightening that the love you’ve been craving all your life is finally right in front of you.
You’re scared that if you wanted it, it’s yours.
You’re scared that the unconditional love you give, you’ll receive in return.
Ultimately you’re scared because, what if something goes wrong? Don’t be scared.
What if something goes right.
Let me take you to concerts, whatever your favorite kind of music is… Punk rock, Indy, electronic, screamo? I’d just like to be there with the music vibrating through our skulls, feeling it penetrating inside of us through waves of sound and vibration. I want to stand there with you in a sea full…
— Bob Marley (via gofuckingnuts)