FALLING
giantarais it possible to be in love not with someone but with their eyes. I mean, with how eyes that aren't yours let you see where you are, who you are. there's love in long messages. in late night phone calls. love when laughs echo around us. when we dance. there's love woven into your "i saw this and thought of you" or "i can give you the space you need" or "i am here". there's love in your eyes when you understand. and in your smile when you don't but still try to. it's in the food we share. ๐ณ๐น๐ผ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ต๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ด๐ต ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ถ๐ฝ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ณ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฐ๐ต. and intertwining when in our photographs and even better, in our memories. days pass and there is love. ๐ฎ๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐ ๐น๐ผ๐๐ฒ, ๐๐๐ถ๐น๐น.