happy extremely belated birthday to you, @casual-boys-end , love you heaps x
to everyone else, i’m finally delivering on my promise for the hogwarts au. happy reading!
i don’t
love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, or arrow of
carnations that propagate fire: i love
you as one loves certain obscure things, secretly, between
the shadow and the soul.
i love
you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries the light of those
flowers, hidden, within itself, and thanks to your
love the tight aroma that arose from the earth
lives dimly in my body.
i love
you without knowing how, or when, or from where, i love
you directly without problems or pride: i love
you like this because i don’t know any
other way to love, except in this form
in which i am not nor are
you, so close that your
hand upon my chest is mine, so close that your
eyes close with my dreams.
-
one hundred
love sonnets: xvii, pablo neruda
you’re all my heart ever talks
about
♥
two left
feet, one beautiful smile (she’s sweet like marmalade and tastes like ooh la la)
– sally, thundamentals
