Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
― -Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Moon, Act IV, l. 451
Let’s pretend we’re artists and everything we feel is something new to be proud of. Let’s take our imaginary friends on a double date and ditch them in a movie and hope they get along while we kiss outside on the sidewalk. Let’s take the dreams you mumbled in your sleep and paint a child’s nursery. And if we don’t finish today, we’ve always got tomorrow.
― IWTFY
(Source: iwrotethisforyou.me)
