there are worlds inside all of us
contained only tenuously by the soft covers of skin.
The green in your eyes is alight with the sun
and I realize
yours is the most beautiful world
I’ve ever had the privilege to touch.
People always say it hurts at night and apparently screaming into your pillow at 3am is the romantic equivalent of being heartbroken. But sometimes its 9am on a Tuesday morning and you’re standing at the kitchen counter, waiting for the toast to pop up and the smell of dusty sunlight and Earl Grey tea make you miss him so much you don’t know what to do with your hands…
The most powerful weapon on earth is the human soul on fire – Ferdinand Foch