• laylla another word for angel.
• libra 020927
• march 2016

i love you.

and it's intimate, as fragile as your breath at the base of my neck and as your fluttering lashes whenever you look at me.

i love you.

and it's terrifying. it's strange and new, like being seen after living in the dark for so long. it's terrifying to the point i can't tell if my heart is speeding up or stopping completely.

i love you.

and that means the whole world ends and starts in the crinkle of your eyes, in the moles on your face, in the curvature of your hips and in the little bruises painted in your knees.

i love you.

and that's all we’ve been saying for a year. every single word, every single phrase: it all means i love you. i love you.

and i know you love me too.