Two things you will learn in life: one, that the sound of someone else’s heartbeat next to your own is like putting a shell to your ear and hearing the ocean’s roar still echo inside of it. And two, the best kind of naked is when you’ve undressed not for sex, but for understanding-when the person in the same room watches you remove your jeans or your t-shirt, and they don’t want to see the skin underneath; they want to see the soul.
Je vous regarde et voir toutes les façons une âme peut meurtrir, et je souhaite que je pourrais enfoncer mes mains dans ta chair et lanternes d’éclairage le long de votre colonne vertébrale afin que vous sachiez qu’il n’y a rien mais la lumière quand je te vois.
I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so that you know that there is nothing but light when I see you.
— Shinji Moon
Maybe love stays. Maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t. Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to. And love leaves exactly when love must. When love arrives, say, ‘Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.’ If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. Turn off the music, listen to the quiet. Whisper, ‘Thank you for stopping by’
— Sarah Kay & Phil Kaye
Snow Patrol, Mumfords & Sons, Kings of Leon, and The Kooks have been my life for a month now. Mellow Vibes.
