The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
Moulin Rouge

I have never put our names in any of these poems.
None of these love letters are addressed to you,
none of them carry my signature.

I can’t tell if I’m hoping to forget or to remember.
When I stumble across these notebooks gathering dust in a box,
will I struggle to recall who the muse was?
Or will your smile still be pressed between every page?

I will not put your name in this poem.
I will leave it up to fate,
hand it over to the stars.
I will find this poem someday,
and maybe
I’ll remember writing this.
I’ll remember loving you.

—To You (via poppyflowerpoetry)

(via thetalltwig)

I will never be a morning person, for the moon and I, are too much in love.

—Testy McTesterson (via observando)

(via langleav)