it was the kind of kiss that i could never tell my friends about out loud. it was the kind of kiss that made me know that i was never so happy in my whole life.
-- the perks of being a wallflower

before i met you i never knew it was possible to look at someone & smile for no reason.

Maybe love, too, is beautiful because it has a wildness that cannot be tamed. I don't know. All I know is that that passion can take you up like a house of cards in a tornado, leaving destruction in it's wake. Or it can let you alone because you have built a stone wall against it, set out the armed guards to keep it from touching you. The real trick is to let it in, but to hold on. To understand that the heart is as vast and wide as the universe, but that we come to know it best from here, this place of gravity and stability, where our feet can still touch ground.