“I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.”
— Shana Abé
When you really miss someone but can’t do shit about it, it really helps to imagine that person is right next to you and start making conversation with imaginary him/her. Yeahh it’s pathetic but it does help.
If I have someone right next to me holding my hand and loving me until the moment I die, that’s when I will know I have succeeded in my life.
