I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up, and the smile that follows. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I don’t want to share you.
"Emma has always really pushed Hook off because, I think, deep down she knows this is someone she could actually fall for." - Eddy Kitsis, "There’s No Place Like Home" commentary
trying to sing both parts in a disney song like
A WHOLE NEW WORLdon’t you dare close your eyes
A HUNDRED THOUShold your breath it gets better
I’M LIKE A SHOOTING STAR, I’VE COME SO FAR, I CAN’T GO BACK TO WHEREa whole new wooorrlllEVERY TURN A SURPRIwith new horizonEVERY MOMENT GETS BETTER
The Rite - ‘We talk exorcisms & horror with Colin ODonoghue’ /interview
There is something about
night-time that seems to
you have buried in
The empty space
in the palm of
This unspoken hurt
that gnaws on
and leaves you
for someone to tell you
the secrets of survival.
Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme, it just has to touch someone where your hands couldn’t.