“Waking up with unread texts that make you smile.”
— (via love-diaries)
آن شب که من به یاد تو بی خواب بوده ام
از چشمهای خواب تو شعری ربوده امThe night I lost my sleep reminiscing about you
I stole a poem from your sleepy eyes
I believe that when you love someone, she becomes beautiful to you. I believe the eyes see everything through the heart - and nothing in the world feels as good as resting them on someone you love.
gökotta
Intimacy is beyond kisses and cuddles and sex. Intimacy is getting a headache and taking a nap, and waking up to your laundry folded and your partner rubbing your back. Intimacy is crying and yelling at night about your past to someone who listens and comforts you. Intimacy is watching shows in your pjs for hours and eating pizza together and being able to communicate love through holding hands. It’s never running out of conversation but doing it anyways to enjoy silence.
fak-her asked:
S - 2 habits.
Drinking coffee
Waking up in the middle of the night for no reason
X - 3 turn ons
Smart and kindness
diogeans asked:
If you both think it’s impossible then forget her.
But did you ask her? Did you try?
“…the witchery of beautiful eyes.”
— Odysseus Elytis, tr. by Olga Broumas & T. Begley, from “Psalm XVII,”
