#soft love

I don’t know where you and I will be five years from now. We could be in a tiny apartment, making coffee at 2 a.m. and watching those campy horror movies that I only watch to make you smile. You laugh at another comment I make about the fake blood; I rest my head on your shoulder. The world is calm. 

Or maybe we’re cities apart, separated by more than the miles. We are now strangers who know everything about the other; we vowed to never utter the other’s name again because it hurts too much. I can’t drink coffee without thinking about you, and you haven’t played that stupid video game in months because you keep thinking about all the jokes I made while I watched.

I don’t know where the world will take us, or if we’ll get to go there together. I do know this, though—right now, in this moment, your laugh is my favorite sound and I will do everything to hear it as much as I can; I know that no matter what happens, even if this only ends in heartache, I am so happy to have met you. So I am going to enjoy the right now, and do everything I can to give us as many tomorrows as possible. 

please, stay as long as you’d like by (DS)