Simply Me
It is not so much that I miss you
as the remembering
which I suppose is a form of missing
except more positive,
like the time of the blackout
when fear was my first response
followed by love of the dark.

Dorothea Grossman, “It is Not So Much That I Miss You” (via larmoyante)
I have to tell you,
there are times when
the sun strikes me
like a gong,
and I remember everything,
even your ears.

Dorothea Grossman, “I Have to Tell You” (via fleurishes)

There are not enough gifs of Dragons: Riders of Berk on tumblr.  Somebody should fix that.

K thanks bye