Loose Lips Sink Ships

the-fiercest-fables:

I fall in love too much. I fall in love with the sound of rain, the ink stains on my mother’s fingers, the uncertainty in a stranger’s walk, the patches of freckled skin on your shoulder blades, my chapped lips, the smell of coffee, the asylum in your eyes, moleskin, collarbones, the sea and hearts wrapped in piano strings. I fall in love.