Sleeping can be beautiful but nowadays I dream of a particular person. It always starts out with the best of the best memories I had with her. Then it always leads to this bullshit where she breaks my heart in front of my eyes.
look at the way he holds her. look at his facial expression. it’s as if he feels like if he lets her go, it will be forever. his desperation to stay holding on to her is simply rare. he’s holding her with the intention of never letting go. he needs her. and this is what I find beautiful.
If somebody held me like this I think I’d melt into the gravel.