you know when you’ve found it, there’s something i’ve learned, ‘cause you feel it when they take it away.

loving you is easy, i can do it in my sleep. i dream of you so often it’s like you never leave.

i mean, they say you die twice. one time when you stop breathing & a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.

i’m the darkness but i want to be the light.

it’s like you’re homesick for a place that doesn’t even exist.

i think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no one else gets to see. like if you followed them around invisibly for a day & you saw them crying in their bed at night or singing to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street & even if they were really weird & had no friends at school, i think after seeing them at their most vulnerable you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them.

do you remember when twenty-one years was old?