breathy nightloves

"On your best days, this is the best thing I could tell you. All in racehorses around your bones. All of everything, and barricades. But on your worst days, I am trying to ruin you with beauty, with calcium, with streetlights and astronauts and smoke. And I am to trip over love for your shoulders, your paper envelopes, your bit lip, your brace."

—Ian William L.