"Don’t fall in love" I think to myself, as I fall in love.
"I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life."
"I want access to you. I want to know everything about you. I want to know your thoughts and feelings, your memories and I want to understand why you are the way you are. I want to know why you leave just to come back. Tell me about that time you broke your first bone, tell me about your first relationship because I want to know why it didn’t work out, tell me about the time when you were most scared, tell me about how you felt when you lost something important to you, tell me what was running through your mind when you got really drunk and refused to talk to anyone. Tell me everything because I want to know you."
I swear I just want to know you (via iclungtoy0u)