movestarswithfingertips;

"I have a friend who's made up of the sorts of feelings you get when you have a fresh piece of paper or when someone catches you staring and they smile instead of frown. I remember a night, laid on a trampoline, moving the stars around with our fingertips."

ask

I thought that if I ever lost you, I’d lose myself. So, I held onto you by a metaphorical thread.

But you took out your metaphorical scissors and cut my metaphorical thread and I realised that I wasn’t lost without you,
I never had you to lose.

breanna-etel:

palides:

B72402_9 (by stroboskop)