“Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get. But I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.” ― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
There is a beauty in laziness when you forget to take the Christmas lights down from the porch. I see myself walking toward your house in the middle of the night, and always knowing it’s yours because of those lights. I’ll always know you’re there. I’ll always know that somewhere, inside that cozy little home, the person I love is safe and sleepy.
I’d like to think that you still love me. But I know better. You’ve grown, and I’ve grown…but somehow you grew out of ME. Maybe this is better. I’ve spent so much time trying to let go of you. Maybe what I need is a break. A rest.
It was so nice seeing you again. But I know you’ll never wait for me. And I know I’ll never wake up to see you by my side in the morning, and I’ll never go to sleep with you surrounded by candles and incense like we said we would. Those dreams are gone, just like the stars that were in your eyes.
“I want to see your hairline, your cheekbones; your red lips on your cell phone”