"I fall in love the way you fall asleep : slowly and then all at once."
John Green (via when-everythingelsefails)
The mind may have forgotten but the body remembers everything; in the melody of a song, in a rip of a dress, in a taste stuck on the tip of your tongue, in the freckled constellation splattered across your light skin, in a look that not meant to be a look, in the movement of their hips against yours, in a graze between nervous hands, in the loud beat of your heart. In one moment, the body remembers everything so vividly, so wildly, as if it were experiencing it for the first time and the last time combined. As an explosion of sorts that will never seem to leave with time. These things have become pieces of us that have found a way to stay forever.