“Ir até ao rio e ficar como um barco, entre a saudade e o mar.”— Nuno Artur Silva, ONDE O OLHAR, ed. Indício
sitting here next to you in bed is right where i need to be. despite implications of different sleep schedules or energy levels, we have all we need. you’ve got your skinny little legs pulled up to your chest and i’m wondering how in the hell do you sleep like that? i’m sure once i’m done with this midnight love note (11:12pm actually), i’ll softly place them back down and wrap your beautiful arms around me like veins of ivy up a brick wall. everything about you is beautiful though. from the tips of your snow white teeth to the bottoms of your little feet pressed firmly on the ground we walk across together. i love you. i love you bottomlessly. like the humpback bridge that makes your stomach do flips. i’m forever flipping and twisting in love with you.
