@amirghobbeh: who’s sending me this? je te laisserai des mots. #piano #music #fyp #patrickwatson #jetelaisseraidesmots

kenz ♱ :

stars are jealous of him

️ :

“i love you in a way that would worry a therapist and thrill a poet”

Sanana💌 :

My sweet dumpling love🥹 He’s been held by ICE for almost a month now…his beauty is everything to me!

ch1coi :

She sent me this did I win ?

malachi ( Yahweh Version ) :

This level

wordsareefutiledevicess :

if only he knew how much this song reminds me of him

𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓹𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓮 𓆉 :

If he died I’d call him 928 times and more just to hear his voice one more time.

kate shaw :

if only he could see his beauty through my eyes

Miranda :

Don’t even start, I’ll write a novel

🩷 :

I’d pay his phone bill for the rest of my life just to hear his voice.

ᛑᛗᛛ• altarsofashes •ᛑᛗᛛ :

How beautiful is he? He is fixing me while also fixing himself. He is loving me while still learning to love himself. He is soft with me because no one was soft with him. He is kind to me because no one was kind to him. He completes my soul without any effort. He is the stars and moon in my galaxies.

illegally-blond3⚯͛ :

his fcking SMILE, BRO😭❤️🙏

ᴷ˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ :

“I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world."

-_- :

She was like sunlight pretending to be a person. Like every beautiful thing in the world somehow gathered itself together and became her. The warmth of late afternoons, flowers growing through concrete, music that hits you too hard at 2am, rain against windows, the feeling of being loved gently for the first time she felt like all of it at once. She had the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen, the kind that made you forget what you were sad about for a second. And when she laughed, really laughed, her whole face lit up in a way that didn’t even feel real. I swear happiness chose her as a home.Her brown eyes held so much softness in them. Not just beauty, but warmth. Comfort. Like she looked at the world with love even after everything. And her silky blonde hair falling around her face made her look unreal sometimes, like some fairy that accidentally ended up living a human life. She had such a beautiful soul it almost hurt to witness. A real hippie heart. Barefoot in the grass type of soul. The kind of girl that would talk about love like it was sacred and make you believe it actually was. She carried light everywhere she went without even noticing she was doing it. And she was such a goofball too, which somehow made her even more beautiful. She could be so soft and deep one second then laugh at the dumbest thing the next. Being around her felt safe. Warm. Alive. Like the world slowed down enough for me to actually breathe for once. Loving her was consuming in the most beautiful way because she loved so deeply too. Not halfway, not carelessly. She loved with her entire soul. The kind of love that reaches inside of you and rearranges things. The kind of love that makes life feel poetic again. Honestly, loving her felt like an honor. Like the universe trusted me with something rare for a little while. Some people spend their whole lives searching for someone who makes the world feel magical again, and she did that naturally just by existing. After her, everything beautiful started reminding me of her because she was beauty to me. Not just physically, even though she was the prettiest girl I’ve ever laid eyes on, but in the way she existed.

𝓔𝓼𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓵𝓭𝓪 🇲🇽 :

If someone were to tell me smt like this, I would cry.

flores_5 :

T-minus 7 days till i get to call you my husband!! 😃

✨🎭Pinkie Probably🎭✨ :

It makes it even worse when you can't have him.

Kai :

he’s so perfect.

Sami ౨ৎ :

KiaraLift :

I miss him

hay ✞ :

My song too Jesussss🫀😪💐

steph |-/ :

stop this song always makes me emotional

a :

lol :

I never liked my smile, but when I look at him, I do