I promise I will be good and true, that I will never sigh again and if I must, only when it is a sigh of great joy and fullness and content. I will draw you a picture of the inside of me. Because the words I need just haven’t been thought of yet. I won’t say those things that I have before. I want to be good to you. Can you possibly promise me that you will look at me like I am the first flower of spring, like I am a line you just read that knocked you down and you have to repeat it over to make sure you just read me correctly? And tell me that no one else can knock you down that way? That I will wake up and you will still be there. It isn’t all madness and I’m just a girl with too many thoughts in her brain. So many firsts with you, I refuse to have any lasts.
wow
who wrote the beautiful bit tat starts with “go after her fuck…”
i think thats exactly how i feel about love
im a hopeful romantic disguised as a raging cynic…hmm crossing fingers
hey..get back to me if you know who wrote it-unless you did i ? it
xkelsey
helena kvarnstrom wrote it
http://sippor.tumblr.com/post/328371164/i-wrote-this-i-wrote-this-when-i-was-twenty-two