Baby, I have no idea how this will end.
Maybe the equator will fall like a Hula-Hoop
from the earth’s hips
and our mouths will freeze mid-kiss
on our eightieth anniversary.
Or maybe tomorrow my absolute insanity
combined with the absolute obstacle course
of your communication skills
will leave us like a love letter in a landfill.
But whatever, whenever, however this ends
I want you to know that right now,
I love you forever.
Andrea Gibson (via witnesstree)

(Source: rayyychelgeiger, via whirl-on)