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We’re listening to a storm and

the thunder rolls right through

us. You say ‘listen to the bass’

you say ‘what if the whole sky

was a speaker’. An hour goes
by and your eyes are closed
but I can’t tell if you’re sleeping.
Another hour goes by and
you’re laughing and I’m staring
at your hip at the spot where
your shirt has lifted up. I’m
writing these things down
because some nights are like
a storm that comes close but
is never right above you, like
a lot of loud noises but nothing
that strikes. Everything here is
forgettable but I don’t want to
forget any of it.
anne, a night where nothing extravagant happened except being with you (via anneisrestless)
I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Maya Angelou  (via andrewblahfield)

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