I wanna tuck you into bed after a long day of work and class, and kiss your forehead, and run my fingers through that cute tussled hair. I want to wake you up with breakfast in the mornings, and send you off to an amazing day even though you have class/work. I want to take you on a surprise date, maybe a picnic on the beach, or if it’s rainy I’ll take you to the quaintest little coffee shop I can find. I want to walk down the street and squeeze your hand while its in mine.
Do you know this is for you? (via euphorically)
I don’t know if love’s a feeling. Sometimes I think it’s a matter of seeing. Seeing you.
-Emily L., Marguerite Duras (via larmoyante)