Saturday, May 2, 2015

fireworks...


“I don’t know why you find me attractive,” he said with a stuttered laugh.
“Well,” I began, collecting my thoughts into the basket inside my mouth. “There were all those nights that you allowed my mind to intertwine within the depths of yours. The thing with that is, once you give another access to the darkest corners of your mind, they begin to spark light where there was none before. And it is this flickering amongst the darkness that makes ones eyes glow and heart set alight.”
“So you saw a spark?” He questioned, disbelieving.

“No. I saw fireworks.”


(c.m.) // Ignition (via christinarozaliameyer)

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