いち.

⠀⠀⠀“sometimes
⠀ ⠀⠀when i hold her
⠀ ⠀⠀it feels like
⠀ ⠀⠀we've already lived
⠀ ⠀⠀together, many
⠀ ⠀⠀different lives
⠀ ⠀⠀as different people
⠀ ⠀⠀in other times
⠀ ⠀⠀and places,
⠀ ⠀⠀but somehow
⠀⠀⠀ our souls
⠀⠀ ⠀always end up back
⠀⠀⠀ in each other's arms.”

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ — J. C.

に.

⠀⠀⠀“i told her i was lost in this world, and she smiled, because she too, we were all lost somehow, but we didn't care, we had in the chaos, found each other.”

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ — atticus.

さん .

⠀⠀⠀“she was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. she was beautiful for the way she thought. she was beautiful for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. she was beautiful for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. no, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks.

she was beautiful, deep down to her soul. she is beautiful."


⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ — R. S. C.

し.

⠀⠀⠀“you could trace every line of her face, follow every curve of her body, dive into the depths of her mind, and you would know the map to my heart."

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀— A. R. A.

ご.

⠀⠀⠀“i will love you until time no longer matters and this universe returns to the atoms that brought it together. and when another big bang hits, i will love you still."

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀— n.a.

ろく.

⠀⠀⠀“she wore
⠀⠀⠀ the scent of early spring
⠀⠀⠀ on her delicate neck
⠀⠀⠀ and every kiss i stole
⠀⠀⠀ tasted of bright yellow
⠀⠀ ⠀flowers
⠀⠀⠀ and buzzing bees."

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀— M. F.

しち.

⠀⠀⠀“i am thinking about you right now and i am sending you love, real love. the kind that warms the skin and waits all night to be held by the moon. the kind that reminds you of how beautiful you are under the day and the night and between what is left. the kind that does not wake the next day alone. this is me thinking about you tonight. this is me sending real love, all that there is to receive.

the only gift worth sending.”

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ — R. M. D

はち .

⠀⠀⠀“i took my pen out
⠀⠀⠀ to write about love
⠀⠀⠀ and wrote your name
⠀⠀⠀ until i ran out of pages.”

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ — P. J.

きゅう.

⠀⠀⠀“you remind me of home, of all the simple things in life, of light and love and the reasons i am not alone. you remind me of hope, of the sea and the sky, every hug and every kiss from your lips to your thighs. i have flown around the world and met no one like you because you are all the things i keep coming back to.”

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ — C.P.