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It worries me when people say love is a choice. It is not. Love is just love. Love just happens. You don’t choose who you fall for, you just do. You can choose so many things in life, ice cream flavours, pizza toppings, clothes, accessories, but the person you fall for, the person you love is not one of those things. The person you fall for is simply someone who makes you feel something you can’t even explain and in a blink of an eye can become your whole world. And let’s face it, you can’t just choose when something that big is going to happen.
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Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.
Azra.T “this is how you keep her” (via 5000letters)

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