the world is dying
i’m sitting here crying
you’re over there trying
and we’re both just a mess

my hands start to shake
your mind starts to race
we think about our hearts
but it’s all gone to waste

and the tear marks on my cheeks
the words we don’t speak
the fact that you’re facing me
is something i can’t handle

and as we sit on opposite sides
thinking about life
what’s the matter with crying
if the rest of us are dying

Shippers of Karamel

Kara’s Couch
Kara’s Door
Eliza
Alex
Eve
J'onn
The DEO
Winn
Barry (Yes, we are Multiversal)
Music Meister (And, Multidimesional)
Leanne Aguilera
Chris Wood
The Writers
The Producers
The Directors
The CW
Karamellows (Yes I’m dubbing us that bcs it sounds better than Karamellers)

Έχω ανάγκη να μιλάμε.
—  Δεν φαντάζεσαι πόσο..
I was thinking about how you’re always the first to say I love you; We were laying there on the couch, in a dark room illuminated by the light of the movie screen. I looked up at you. I could see the reflection of the movie in your eyes, the tension in your square jaw, and all the little creases in your curled up, crooked smile. You didn’t notice that I was watching you, but that’s okay. You didn’t have to. Every little thing that you did so effortlessly, I fell in love with over and over again. You turned to me and I hugged you closer, tugging on your shirt as I allowed your arm to rest around me. Before you could say anything, I leaned in to kiss you, but stopped myself just an inch before your face. You flash me that smile, oh so innocent, so sincere. I whisper your name, and find that those are the only words I know how to form. The following silence whispers the words I’ve been trying to say. You reply softly, “I love you too”, and I’ve never kissed someone so passionately as I had in that exact moment.
—  “i love you” pt.2 // 3.22.17

“ I remember one night in late February you were driving home after we went out somewhere and the sun was setting and it had turned the sky a hundred different colors. I looked over at you from the passenger’s seat and saw the light hitting your face. The last bits of the sun was shining in your eyes, making every bright, piercing blue fleck sparkle individually. You saw that I was staring at you and you asked what I was looking at. I felt myself smile one of those massive, infinite smiles, and I answered you by telling you how you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever set my eyes on. I don’t think I’ve ever spoken truer words to anyone before that night. ”

- from a much simpler time (n.b. 03/22/17)