John Burroughs (via happpiness
Chuck Palahniuk (via narobe
Bill Hicks (via thingsthatsing
"I hope you know that i’m extremely sentimental and that i’ll take pictures of you when I think you’re thinking of something important. Or in a place I told you something that was very hard to say. I hope you know i’ll collect pebbles and feathers from the nature walks we’ll take.
I hope you know that I’ll wake up in the morning and look at the light that hits your face, and when you stir I’ll snicker like a child who is playing hide and seek and doesn’t want to get caught.
I hope you know i’m afraid of heights, but I love the air in high places. I’ll cling to your arm and be afraid to look down as I take in the deepest breath I can muster.
I hope you know that sometimes I sound like a poet, and sometimes I sound like an angsty child, and sometimes my words sound like a painted picture and sometimes they’re like trying to serve a piece of really gooey pie that doesn’t want to be served in one piece. I hope you know that i’ll have entire conversations with you in my mind, and they’ll be at least three times longer and more eloquent, and as long as they’re the same amount of real and full of truth I think we’ll be okay.
I hope you know that I love the cold, and winter, and fall; and I think i’ll like it even more if I can see the heat escape your lips in the cold air and pretend in my mind that you’re the cutest dragon I’ve ever seen.
I hope you know that songs will remind me of you, and poems, and words that have the perfect syllables that slip off my tongue and make me reminded how wonderful language is.
I hope you know i’ll go weak at the knees when you speak in French, and i’ll never be able to respond in a way that’s even half as beautiful.
I hope you know that the first time I kissed you, I kissed you as a drunken 21 year old, but also as an enamored 13 year old who liked you the minute she met you. I hope you know you scare me, in the fun kind of way, like when you’re stomach is flying around in your torso before you go on a roller coaster, or the minute they pull down your restraint and you know it’s coming soon.
I hope you know I will, I have, given you my heart. And even if you don’t want it, you have it, and you can tuck it away in a cigar box with half burnt birthday candles, and old fortunes from stale fortune cookies, because it will be safe there.
But I hope you know that I love you, and I will love you so long as there are stars in the sky, and oxygen in my lungs."
I Wrote This For You -November 18th 2013