Give me your hand and I’ll hold it.

There are those who have seen what your smoke is concealing (by Milamai)

another one for the "unassuming random object that gives you deep, aching pangs of emotion because of how concisely and poetically it depicts the fundamental human experience of love" collection: I'm in a room in a children's hospital right now, and next to the bed are three chairs- all three deeply worn from use.

tiny hearts float around my head when i see you

Concept: we are together. you are sleeping with your body wrapped around mine. it is quiet. my mind is calm. we are happy.

my eyes will never get bored of seeing you.