Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.
(via hugmoi)

Im still awed by the fact that some people can choose to leave that one person who has been with them through thick and thin, happy and sad.

How can you leave someone who has included you in every single plan, in every probable future? How can you just walk away from someone who once meant the world to you and throw away all the memories you have made together? How can you face tomorrow with a happy disposition while knowing that you still meant the world to one person; that he/she is still spending days and night crying; that he/she is still hurting a lot to pick himself/herself up?

How can you make a pact and let him/her dream of happy ever afters with you when you know that you can’t keep your promises; that you don’t really intend to stay for good?

How can you break that someone’s heart when he/she has always been so careful not to break yours?

How could you? || m.b (via escafeism)

So when people leave, I’ve learned the secret: let them. Because, most of the time, they have to.

Let them walk away and go places. Let them have adventures in the wild without you. Let them travel the world and explore life beyond a horizon that you exist in. And know, deep down, that heroes aren’t qualified by their capacity to stay but by their decision to return.

The Staying Philosophy (Everyday Isa)