No matter where you are, I’ll always think of you
"Only you" by Hurts
"Coming home is beautiful, and the reason is this: we are human. And out of all the faults in our genetics—one of them is that we long vividly to be home. To find home. With every mile of cemented road, pieces of you try to find its way back. And by the end of your adventure, you are nothing but iron in blood and calcium in bones. The rest of you is a million miles back, embraced within longing arms. Coming home is you being pieced back together. Coming home is our DNA thrumming in exuberance. Coming home is you feeling alive."
"I want to get lost in time with you. I swear, we could be standing perfectly still, and my world would never stop spinning."
I don’t love you, but I always will.
"To love somebody is to set them free for the universe to take, and to trust that someday, somewhere, somehow, he loves you enough for the universe to let him find his way back.
Today, you stand by my door step, like a man finally
I realize I love you."
I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
April 10, 2014
For the bartender I met a few months back while on vacation. I saw her once and never again.
Imagine you knew something. Imagine you found yourself somewhere. I don’t know, Pompeii. Imagine you were in Pompeii. And you tried to save them. But in doing so, you make it happen. Everything I do, just makes it happen.