I want to find someone who knows what he has before I’m gone, sees the beating heart hiding behind concrete walls, and views all of my flaws and scars and broken pieces as stained glass windows for my light to pour out of. I want to find someone who isn’t afraid to make friends with the monsters in my mind or take me on a journey to even the dustiest corners of his soul.
“Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home."