foolish hearts and clumsy hands

You rise with the moon, I rise with the sun

“One day you’ll meet a girl who will talk about the world as if she’s lived a thousand lives, and she’ll see things in such a different perspective that you’ll question everything you know. She’ll describe things in words you’ve never heard, but they sound so beautiful coming out of her mouth that you’ll look them up and start using them yourself. She’ll be curious and have the wonder of a child, and the phrase “curiosity killed the cat” will take on a new meaning when people tell her things she doesn’t want to hear and it makes her heart break in half, so you end up holding her and picking up the pieces. She’ll bring out a passion in you that no one knew you had and she’ll make you feel something that you’ve never felt. She’ll hide her face when you see her with her hair down and no makeup, and your voice will catch in your throat because she looks like the most beautiful woman in the world. She’ll act a little crazy and ignite a fire in your bones that burns so bad it’ll make you want to run for your life. Don’t. Don’t you fucking dare. Stare at her even if she’s so bright it burns, hold her close even though you’re terrified that if you touch her the wrong way she’ll break. Kiss her so hard that you see stars, trace the scars that litter her body, do not let her feel ashamed. She makes you feel vulnerable, and it will scare the living hell out of you. You’re not used to being out of control, let the new experience teach you lessons. It won’t make you a hero to leave because you think you’ll break her, you’re doing her no favours by killing something that hasn’t yet been brought to life. So don’t run. Don’t run away from what scared you, because you have the potential to be so much more than a coward who breaks her heart. Love her for as long as the universe allows, because if you don’t I swear you’ll regret it.”