Thursday, September 22, 2011

so this is love.

"This is love, I think.  A pace where people who have been alone may lock together like hawks and spin in the air, dizzy with surprise at the connection.  A place you go willingly, and with wonder."

hand in hand with you, i would travel anywhere. i would live under a bridge, in a hut, in a cave. i would eat chicken hearts and balut and injera. give me forever, and you can take all of me, forever and ever and ever.

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