it was inevitable

hi darling.

i missed you like something fierce.

let me tell you the story of us.

did you know, sometimes you make me so happy i can’t breathe? like i’m looking at you and gosh, all i can think of is that i want to kiss you? we have to carpe the hell out of this diem, because some people don’t burn like us, do they? just take the god damn socks, write down your initials, and like rabbits, accept your fate. or, maybe, just maybe you’ll meet someone who makes you chase the light. find the sunset that looks like the afterlight, sing to led zeppelin, and someone who terrifies you because of the extremes you would go for them. and although you might feel like you’re losing your mind, it’s okay, it’s all okay because this is a place where we don’t have to lie. and it will never be a place where we have to leave each other. we don’t want to. it’s full of unlikely faces, dark tunnels and broken necklaces. yet, it’s also where letters are found empty, rain marks change and saudade is more common than not. all the same,

that’s the story of us.

(Spoilers in the comments, so beware readers)