rock the cowgirl blues, rock too fast for love ♥
Love consists of this: two solitudes that meet, protect and greet each other.
misshappyandshiny: You told me not to worry. You told me that one day things will make sense. That we will be okay.
You have to move on somehow.
Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure.
— Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
She asked, ‘you are in love, what does love look like?’ To which I replied, ‘like everything I’ve ever lost came back to me.’
That which is dreamed can never be lost, can never be undreamed.