Love is looking into his eyes and forgetting about the world around you. It’s feeling his kiss hours after he’s gone. Its remembering how he smells like and loving his scent more than anyone else’s. It’s seeing perfection when he’s standing beside you, and realizing that every moment he’s not with you is just too long.
When I am with you, there is nowhere else I’d rather be. And I am a person who always wants to be somewhere else.
They’ve promised us that dreams come true - but forgot that nightmares are dreams too.