sink or swim: There are moments when we look at the one we love, but we cannot...
Reblogged from bigapplebigheart
There are moments when we look at the one we love, but we cannot really see them. We become overwhelmed by everything that composes them: the quiet moments that have passed between us, the cries of ecstasy, the tears that only we saw. It is as though they are less a person and more an amalgam of…
This is so amazingly accurate. I read this whilst Georgia is sleeping on me, and even though she is taking up all the bed, is an incubus of disease, snoring like a baby pig and is sweating up a storm due to kiama weather, I wouldn’t have life any other way.