There’s something about sunsets and sunrises. The way the sky blends together, like wiping a slate clean, telling you to let go of yesterday and start again.
Take it all back. Life is boring, except for flowers, sunshine, your perfect legs. A glass of cold water when you are really thirsty. The way bodies fit together. Fresh and young and sweet. Coffee in the morning. These are just moments. I struggle with the in-betweens. I just want to never stop loving like there is nothing else to do, because what else is there to do?
The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.