I’ve lost myself in the thought of you, the good and the bad, the happy and the sad, in waking up next to you. In the thought of holding you tight to my chest and knowing that I’d do what ever it took to keep that heart stopping smile for ever framed on your face. To keep your heart happy even if it means smashing mine. To place your hand in mine and watch our fingers entangle. To have my lips press against yours as if we were sharing a secret. I want to stare into your eyes and lose track of time and reality, to defy chance and live out fate.

—Simba White (via gabbinator88)