Whoever doesn’t realize that you make this small world seem so much bigger, that person doesn’t deserve you.
She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself, and to all of the world. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?
— Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via budddha)
moon dust in your lungs
stars in your eyes
you are a child of the cosmos
and ruler of the skies
— for em (via monsoonss)
I am scared of falling in love, of craving you every second of every day, of needing you, of being addicted to you. I am scared of missing you more than I can handle, of losing you and myself in you. I am scared of not being enough, and of seeing my insufficiency in your eyes.
— Romanshi, 05/05/14 (via larmoyante)