Nothing excites me anymore. None of it feels the same. None of it means as much. Where did my passion go?
I wonder what it’s like to have someone fall for you. And I mean really fall for you. Not just they want to get in your pants because they think you’re attractive. But be consumed with every little piece of you. The way you talk, the way you laugh, the way you just exist. To everyone in love: you don’t know how lucky you are.
(Source: roadandtheradio, via di-mante)
