There’s something in the way you look at me – shyly, playfully, knowingly. There’s something in the way we get close, in the way your tight embrace can heal the most broken parts of me and put them all back into place. There’s something in the way your chest comes against mine and your hands run over my back and squeeze every last space and breath of air separating our two bodies.
Surround yourself with people, who make you read your life like you read your favourite book.
Surround yourself with people, who make you watch your life you watch your favourite film.
Keep these people, who make you live your life like it’s one of your favourite stories.
How I wish for you not only to see yourself through my eyes, but through my mind, my heart and my whole body too. And then maybe you’ll see what I see, you’ll feel what I feel; and then maybe, you’ll realise how wonderful you are. How precious you are. How lovable and special you are. So I am not sorry for this being what it is, whatever it is. And I won’t be sorry for never giving up, for being stubborn, and for carrying on saying that you are worth an infinity of stars. Because you are.
Chris Esper is an American filmmaker who’s been making films since 2010, starting in college as a student filmmaker to eventually making films professionally since 2012 after graduating. In high school, he tried different things and experimented with the camera,…
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