Look at how unlikely our meeting was. Look at the vastness of the universe encompassing all the things we don’t know and the things we think we know. Look at me, at us, together – here and now. Isn’t this some form of a miracle?
N.M.Sanchez (via wnq-writers)

lifeinpoetry:

      Asleep, my body turns
away from you. For years, I fear
      I will go on sleeping
curled at the edge of every bed.

Leslie Harrison, from “Firefly,” Displacement