profundity

asthewhitecrowflies:

nothing more profound
than this:

to be squeezed awake
at the witching hour, with rain-drizzled
moonlight in the slats

to be taken closer into
the warmth of your lover
as he whispers:

god i love you

still halfway in sleep, he speaks this
and the tightness on your sternum
is the heaviness of love.

well hello, new Imagine Dragons album, will I be wasting my afternoon with you? why yes, yes I shall.

OH WOW, WOW, WOW. I requested Cuban sandwiches and Jake crafted them, starting with a pork shoulder roast and ending with buttery, delectable baguette sandwiches with pickles and cheese and ham and oh dear sweet lord I scored bigtime.

our Canadian has two speeds: stare hard, and stare harder.

we’re strong because we giggle until all hours, and because we hold each other when it’s scary too.