What is it about the moment you fall in love? How can such a small measure of time contain such enormity? I suddenly realize why people believe in déjà vu, why people believe they’ve lived past lives, because there is no way the years I’ve spent on this earth could possibly encapsulate what I’m feeling. The moment you fall in love feels like it has centuries behind it, generations—all of them rearranging themselves so that this precise, remarkable intersection could happen. In your heart, in your bones, no matter how silly you know it is, you feel that everything has been leading to this, all the secret arrows were pointing here, the universe and time itself crafted this long ago, and you are just now realizing it, you are just now arriving at the place you were always meant to be.
"Every Day" by David Levithan 

i miss your soft lips, i miss your white sheets
i miss the scratch of your unshaved face on my cheek
and this is so hard ‘cause i didn’t see
that you were the love of my life and it kills me

i see your face in strangers on the street
i still say your name when i’m talking in my sleep
and in the limelight, i play it off fine
but i can’t handle it when i turn off my night light

they say that true love hurts, well this could almost kill me

Sext: I saw you for the first time in 3 years yesterday and all of a sudden I was 15 again and it was January and I still thought that love smelled like stale Christmas trees and tasted like snow. And we became adults together and fell apart like adults do because they don’t know anything more than children.
Sext: I saw you for the first time in 3 years yesterday, but you did not even act like you recognized me and suddenly I am 18 and it is June and love smells like melting asphalt and tastes like blood.
"The First One" by Claire Luisa (via claireluisa)