There are two people you’ll meet in your life. One will run a finger down the index of who you are and jump straight to the parts of you that peak their interest. The other will take his or her time reading through every one of your chapters and maybe fold corners of you that inspired them most. You will meet these two people; it is a given. It is the third that you’ll never see coming. That one person who not only finishes your sentences, but keeps the book.
If you leave then you leave. This isn’t some amusement park where you ride what you want, play some games, get your hand stamped and get to come back whenever. If you decide to go then you’re gone.
I wanna lay on someone’s chest and just talk
bout life and all the food I’m craving and all the places I wanna go and feelings and us and idk
