“How did you know you when you loved him?”

“I have this thing where I ask myself how long it would take me to get over a person if they left me in that moment. And usually it’s a month, maybe two. But with him it was like, if he disappeared right now? Years. I wouldn’t be the same, ever. I already feel like a piece of my life is missing just thinking about it.”

S.A // Conversations About Love #9

grocerystoretrip:

Meditations on Sein/ စိမ်း

for@nosebleedclub prompt 23

1911berg:

A Perfect kiss

A perfect kiss is not defined by time or place

A perfect kiss is a moment in time, frozen then thawed from the abstract of eternal bliss and the blink of an eye

The perfect kiss is an energy born of time and nurtured by passion

The perfect kiss is as elusive in its concept as it is its execution

The perfect kiss is anticipation

…it is the composition of the notes and the melody which follows

…it is the tensing of his arms, pulling her closer as he slides his hand softly down the small of her back

…it is the air under her heels as she leans into the unknown

…it is the last and split second of eye contact as he places his other hand behind her head, carefully weaving his fingers through her hair

…it is the body trembling, first in the hands, then the legs

…it is the strength you feel in that moment of weakness

…moisture moves from your palms to your mouth

…it is in that moment our lips become our canvas, our hearts the artist, our souls forever lost in the abyss of the other

It is the only perfect kiss I know.

RB