IF YOU KISS MY COLLARBONES OR MY NECK I AM YOURS
Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.
I remember crying over you and I don’t mean a couple of tears and I’m blue. I’m talking about collapsing and screaming at the moon.
— The Avett Brothers, Tear Down the House (via wethinkwedream)