Whatever helps you heal, whatever keeps you healthy and happy, do that

I love you so softly.

Soft enough to break through your walls.

Soft like when the Moon touches the ocean and when bees land on flowers.

Soft enough to help you heal and grow.

affectionatesuggestion:

if I tell you I love you a hundred times a day, I hope you know I mean it every time

(obsessivve gönderdi)

desultory-suggestions:

She’s like warm days, sunshine, honey and love.

(sulfur gönderdi)

sashs:

oh yeah? kiss me about it

(goldboycurtis gönderdi)

blueemelancholia:

Let’s speak the language of our souls. Let’s speak in flowers. Let’s not lie to ourselves. Let’s admit that we still love each other.