Find someone who pays attention. Who runs their fingers over your every scar; and asks where each one came from. Find someone who knows how you like your coffee; what song makes you want to roll the windows down and slam on the gas pedal. Find someone who takes in your smallest details; who notices the things you thought no one ever would. And then…when you find them… Be their someone, too.
a paragraph about falling in love, deep3snplottwists (via wnq-writers)
{ IF }
If you are the sky, let me fly. If you are the wind, let me in. If you are a bird, soaring upward, I’ll be your cloud, without a doubt. If I am the moon, a white balloon; you’ll be the sea — you mirror me. If you are the rainbow I always follow, I’ll be the sun, your only one.
i talk to the moon about you every night. the stars surrounding her are getting tired of me uttering your name as if that’s the only word in the dictionary.
an excerpt from a book i’ll never write #2 (via heavyemptyheart)
au where JK Rowling leaves Fred Weasley the fuck alone