//POLYVORE






Selasa, 07 Agustus 2012, 02.17 , 0 notification[s]
how foolish it's to think that we love only with our hearts. the heart is just an organ with a job to do, a quota to fill. when I love, I don't want to love with every inch of my body.
I will love you with my knees and my fingertips, with my elbows and my collarbones with my freckles and my knuckles. my wrinkles and my scars.
and I will love you with all the spaces in between.