She saw him the first day on board, and then her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

(via skylikeasea)

And so it goes…

Dry off every last drop and hang the towel next to yours

Brush off the last of the day and put it next to yours

Cover up every last inch and lay my head next to yours

Share the day entwined with fingers mixed with yours

Held so tight like the dreams I have that no one will ever know

In my niche that no one else can fill….