my thoughts are stars I can’t fathom into constellations.

I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.

I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.