That’s how it is, day after day... night after night. The Moon chases her sunsets constantly, hoping for a mere glimpse.

And for him, that was enough.

They are ever-changing. They are unlike immortals who stay young and beautiful forever—who have time under their control. Humans, they only have a few years to live, and yet there is beauty in the way time controls them.

I want you cool and regal, earthy and impertinent, spoiling for a fight and abashed at your own temper. I want you flushed with exertion and rosy with sleep. I want you teasing and provocative, somber and thoughtful. I want every emotion, every mood, every year in a lifetime to come. I want you beside me, to encourage and argue with me, to help me and let me help you. I want to be your champion and lover, your mentor and student.

I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything.
Maybe we’re from the same star.

What happens when 2 broken hearts meet? Sooner or later if the pieces fit then the broken pieces from each heart will mend the other one.

She kills her words, but somehow the feeling survives. And no matter where she buries them, he always sees them in her eyes.