If you love someone, whoever it is, hold them close, hold them dear. Seriously please, tell them how special they are and how beautiful they are and how much worth they have. Tell them that life without them would be simply incomplete. Please. Because you never know the day they wont be around to hear it anymore.
We have to create.
It is the only thing louder than destruction.
It’s the only chance the bars are gonna break,
our hands full of color
reaching towards the sky,
a brush stroke in the dark.
It is not too late.
The starry night
is not yet dry.
— Andrea Gibson, from Yellow Bird (via allthereisiswhatyousee)
