aexrth:
please don’t get tired of me
It seems like we should have been together, perhaps, in an alternate life. I see glimpses of that life sometimes when I look at him; I see my soul mirrored by his. It’s unfathomable, bizarre, unreasonable, and yet it’s one of the strongest things I’ve ever felt. Even when I pull away, knowing there is no chance for us, I feel myself being drawn back to him. His eyes, his aura, the way he carries himself with such sincerity… Yes, I believe the plans for us were lost in translation.
You would break my heart to tiny little pieces but i would pick them up and give them back to you.