oh, september!

Come As He Was

“I don’t turn on the radio because I know it won’t be that song, for that would be too perfect, and part of our living agreement on earth is the suspicion of wonderful things happening to us. Still though, I hear the opening riff. Maybe love is simply a lesser form of it, slowly augmented into its original hope over time, when its proponents are finally ready.”

(via Thought Catalog)