I wish somebody had told me that loving people, knowing how to love those people, and those people loving you back were three entirely different things. Della Hicks-Wilson (via thatkindofwoman)
(Source: psych-facts, via wearywaves)
I do not use the word home lightly.
So when I sigh it into the crook of your neck,
Believe that your spine is a timber frame,
Your kiss a welcome mat,
And your enveloping arms my front door(via tendanceaerrer)
(Source: sekaoj, via wearywaves)