“because when you cross a street, you seem to be making love to the entire thing. because you smell like a warm croissant when you wake up in the morning. because i feel good with you. because you make me laugh. and you respect me, and you don’t piss me off. because you stimulate me. you’re witty. you’re honest. i love your eyes, your ass. touching the lower half of your face and your neck. the taste of your skin. your belly, your rough hands. the tilt of your eyebrows. because you are the only person with whom i am not playing a game with. because you’re dirty-minded and shameless. strong and fragile. you ask good questions. you make me dream about a perfect world. you give me the impression of being someone good. and because contrary to what you believe, of all the people i know, you are the most gifted for life.”

- frederik peeters, blue pills