a dream of spring

cross my heart and hope to die, i’ll see you with your laughter lines.

We’re not, though. Like any other family. We’re different. Because of where we grew up. Now, you stand there and you talk about ghosts and spirits, and you sell tickets for the privilege, and yet you don’t believe in any of it. And you tell me I’m crazy, and that Mom was crazy, and Luke’s crazy, and we’re all just nuts, and then you tell our stories. My stories, the same stories that you told me were just dreams or delusions. And you’re supposed to be my big brother. You know, you’re supposed to protect me. But you say the meanest things when I try to tell you.

→ “oh, you usually just let strangers rub chamomile onto your lovely bottom?”

Spider-man in Captain America: Civil War - Trailer 2

I have spent a lifetime defending you…but your heart is even blacker than I thought.

been searching somewhere out there, for what’s been missing right here.

Hope is like the sun.

It’s amazing, it’s why I push you. But it’s yours and whatever you choose to do with it, you’ll be great.