"I stopped looking for the light. Decided to become it instead."
"What’s your favorite thing about her?"
“She still gets giddy when she sees a firefly."
In the orange grove,
in shade of a ruined barn;
White blossoms peeked out
from sprouts of grey
tucked beneath her thick frames.
She plucked the progeny of April,
caressing the grooves
with gnarled fingers
burnt by rusted earth
and sought the blight inflicted
with the gaze of a…
"Falling in love is a crazy thing to do. It’s like a socially acceptable form of insanity." - Her (2013)
(Source: mashamorevna, via likeneelyohara)