“Making love with you
is like drinking sea water.
The more I drink
the thirstier I become,
until nothing can slake my thirst
but to drink the entire sea.” — Kenneth Rexroth, The Love Poems of Marichiko: VII (via hellanne)

“My heart is an unmade bed; it might look messy, but I swear it’s a safe place to rest.” — Moriah Pearson (via you-and-me-are-the-world)

“Missing you comes in waves.
Tonight I’m drowning.” — (via koreyan)

“I almost had you, didn’t I?” — Six Word Story  (via blackbruise)